Kate woke up the next morning feeling something big and thick rubbing against her ass. She yawned, and as she regained some of her consciousness, she noticed that she was sleeping on Henry's arm while his other arm was wrapped around her waist.
He was spooning her comfortably, which was weird for Kate because she remembered they had been sleeping with a pillow between them.
She looked over her shoulder and saw Henry was still fast asleep.
Yet his morning wood was so hard down there, and he kept rubbing it against her ass.
"Mmh… Kitty…"
"Oh, fuck!" Kate woke up instantly when she realized Henry might be having a wet dream about her. She quickly struggled and pushed Henry off of her. It took her a great deal of effort to escape his embrace. It seemed that even in his dreams he didn't want to let her go.
After she successfully escaped, she realized that Henry frowned instantly. He grunted and began to look around for her.
