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Anonymous
I dreamt that I was freezing cold sitting on a fence outside a 1930's cocktail party. I watched a beautiful couple, him in dashing Capone-style gear and her in a clinking silver dress with a feather tiara-thing, walk past me and up the steps into the party. I'm poor and starving and freezing and homeless and I can hear the laughing and singing and dancing and can see people's faces only from the angle of the street level looking into this beautiful art deco building with candle chandeliers etc. anyway the beautiful girl comes outside with a cigarette to say goodbye to friends who hail a passing taxi. as she waves at the departing taxi I grab her mouth from behind and drag her to the ground underneath a thick hedge encircling the building. she moans and struggles underneath me as a rip up her dress and rip her panties to the side. I have alcohol on my stinking bad-teeth breath which I heave out of my lungs into her tortured face as I fuck her. when I'm done she is staring to the side with her laid sideways and is silent with shock. she looks amazingly beautiful and pure and innocent with rich cream skin beautful bone structure. her long coltish legs and kinked askew and are joined her delicately raised thinly thatched mound. I stumble up, shove my cock in my pants and trot away, looking over my shoulder but she remians still and the street is deserted while the noise of the party echoes.
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