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She was half asleep, completely naked as I slowly uncovered her. Her lips, pressing into my chest, shifted up. Vxxx No, this was a dream. She was crying, not whimpering, not grunting, she was crying like that day her grandpa had died. I laid back letting her fight me; we were alone for several more hours, I was basically free. Her lips, pressing into my chest, shifted up. She was crying, not whimpering, not grunting, she was crying like that day her grandpa had died. Chelsea’s naked body was dropping onto mine. I gently dropped my hand down her back. I had to wake up.