Did he really just dream that?
Michael opened his eyes and quickly gasped in some air. He lie still panting for a moment trying to understand what had happened and where he was. Much to his relief, he soon realised he was alone in his room at the Jackson family estate in Encino. He was lieing flat on his back in 床, 床上 it was still very dark with the exception of a night light. His wide eye searched about the room for comfort; answers. Did he really just dream that?
His own hand, he discovered, was wrapped tightly around his own manhood which was distressingly hard. He quickly released it and sat up covering his face with both...
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