I dreamt that my beloved and I were reclining on a large and cushy sofa. I was caressing her. Her eyes closed, she wore a pair of pants made of some surprisingly light material. White with black geometric patterns, they felt like a summer shirt. I spread her legs open and caressed her crotch. I went gently, gently. I could feel her very well through her pants and underpants. The reliefs of her labia and her clitoris were almost visible. After a while, I started caressing her with my fingernails so she could feel my hands better. I went ever so gently. “I would like to taste your cunt,” I whispered and reached for the zipper on her pants, which had no belt. Although she does not like it when I am so crass, she did not complain about my language, and I started unzipping her. She was ready. I could feel a bursting erection between my legs, too, but I woke up before I managed to remove her pants. It was morning already. The erection was with me for true, and I smiled to myself happily. My beloved will be coming today. This was the dream of welcome only.