Kirsten Dunst woke up laying on her black couch. She moaned slightly as she ran her fingers in and out of her pussy. "Almost ... ohhh ... almost ..." she sighed. She felt her orgasm rush through her as she gave out one last satisfied sigh. She stretched out lazily across the couch like one of her cats. "Mmmmm," she purred. "I love that dream." This was the tenth time she's had that wonderful dream, ever since the first time she fell asleep on her couch after her kissing scene with Tobey. When ever she felt restless in her bed, she came down and slept on her comfy couch instead and dreamed of Spider-Man making love to her, that is to Mary Jane, for the first time. She figured waking up with a good orgasm was better than an alarm clock any day. She slowly sat up from the couch and headed toward her bathroom, peeling off her tiger print nightie on the way. Today was going to be a great day.

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