Hannah Harper Is A Dream Whore

Hannah lay on the bed, her eyes closed as the warmth of the sun caressed her skin. The scent of lavender and vanilla filled the air, creating an aura of sensuality around her. Slowly, her breathing deepened, and she felt herself being pulled deeper into a dreamlike state. She was in a lavish mansion, sprawling rooms filled with expensive furniture and art. A tall, handsome man appeared before her, his warm gaze lingering on her body. He was wearing a black tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Hannah felt herself blush as he approached her, his eyes fixed on hers. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers softly at first, then more passionately. His hand glided down her side, tracing the curve of her waist before moving up to cup her breast through the silk nightg She moaned softly, arching into his touch as they shared a deep, soulful kiss that spoke volumes of their intense desire for each other.