(Third POV)
*Kring!!!!! Kringggg!!!! Krrrringggg!!!!
"Ugh!!!" Anthony groaned, gods, he was still having a sweet sweet dream. That he just had the most amazing night ever. Ah, thankfully his alarm clock stopped ringing on its own. Let him go back to dreamland, maybe there would be round 4. He snuggled his pillow closer. Then, he squeezed the softness he's been hugging which he thought was his pillow. Ah, he has a woody again. He started thrusting.
"uhmm…." Michelle moaned. Ah… was she was still dreaming and… wait, why does it feel so real? Someone was squeezing her boobs and rubbing something behind her? Also, why does she feel a bit sore down there? She opened her eyes.
'huh?' where was that sound coming from? Anthony thought. He too opened his eyes.
Michelle turned over and met Anthony's eyes. Her eyes widened; his eyes widened.