After their dawn run to the pier and back, Emma takes a shower while Daniel stretches out on the daybed. Twenty minutes later, mostly dried off, Emma finds Daniel still on the daybed, fast asleep.

“Oh, honey,” she whispers. “I thought you were going to join me in the shower. Poor sleepy darling. Did our run do you in? Are you having a nice dream? Hmm?”

She sits next to Daniel and studies him. “I bet you’re dreaming of that cute jogger at the pier,” she whispers. “You liked her, didn’t you? You thought she was so hot with her sassy little ass in those cute, tight shorts. And her ponytail swinging and swaying. And her cute little ass swinging and swaying. Yes, you liked her. And now you’re probably dreaming about her. About fucking her.” Emma smiles at the thought. “Yes, fucking her sweet little pussy. Making her cum. Making her cum so good. Yes, I can see your cock swelling under there as you dream of your big strong cock fucking that jogger girl. Fucking her so sweet and slow. So fast and hard. Making her cum. You wanted to cum in her, didn’t you? You wanted to flood her hot cunt with your seed. Mmm?”