Coco was always puzzled when she found her bed wet in the morning. No matter the time of the year, occasionally she would awaken to damp sheets. Dead of the winter? Wet sheets. She hadn't had enough sexual experience at that point to be able to draw a straight line that connected her wetness issues to the carnal dreams she had begun to have. It wasn't until she met an older man at college that she discovered the link between her clitoris and her damp mornings. Her lover had buried his face deep between Coco's thighs and was licking her clit like a boss. She felt more than just an orgasm building up inside of, and when she finally got off, she came dangerously close to drowning her poor lover. From that point on, Coco no longer puzzled over her moist mornings; in fact, she prided herself on having to change her sheets daily!