Dora Says I've Just Had A Nightmare About Helga von Wessel
Dear Readers,
I dreamed that Edward visited Helga's house in London. He knocked on the door. She answered and simpered, ushering him into her bedroom where they were alone. She disappeared into the bathroom and came back totally naked. While he bit his lip and closed his eyes, she knelt in front of him and unzipped his zipper. She performed fellatio on him while he tried to resist. She pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top of him. She rode my husband until she got him to spit sperm at her. Meanwhile he tried to hold himself apart, trying not to even look at her.
When she was finished, he got up, zipped his zipper. Glaring at her in defiance, he said he hoped he never saw her again. He marched out of the room while she cackled, still naked on the bed.
Why did I dream this? When did this happen? It certainly wasn't on the Lusitania!
Sincerely yours,
Dora Benley
I dreamed that Edward visited Helga's house in London. He knocked on the door. She answered and simpered, ushering him into her bedroom where they were alone. She disappeared into the bathroom and came back totally naked. While he bit his lip and closed his eyes, she knelt in front of him and unzipped his zipper. She performed fellatio on him while he tried to resist. She pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top of him. She rode my husband until she got him to spit sperm at her. Meanwhile he tried to hold himself apart, trying not to even look at her.
When she was finished, he got up, zipped his zipper. Glaring at her in defiance, he said he hoped he never saw her again. He marched out of the room while she cackled, still naked on the bed.
Why did I dream this? When did this happen? It certainly wasn't on the Lusitania!
Sincerely yours,
Dora Benley
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