We managed to make it and I took the bags from mum while she paid for us. I wandered down the aisle to the only free seat. It was next to an old man w...o was sleeping. Mum followed behind me and stood in the aisle. I offered my seat to her but she politely declined it. We had been travelling for about five minutes when she changed her mind. Taking the bags from my lap, she plonked herself down and turned to me"I hope you don't mind me sitting on your lap. I figure after all those years of. Besides, I’m not totally sold on the idea. Just ever since you had that dream, I have this image stuck in my head of you sucking on a she-males cock. It’s an exciting picture, however unrealistic it may be. Aren’t you the one that says you always have the prophetic dreams?” “So, what are you saying? Is this something you want to try?” “We’d have to really think about it. But in the end, I’d leave it up to you anyway.” “I’m sure you would.” Quite a while passed after that short conversation.. She was well aware of having come out of a deep and fuzzy sleep, deeper than any she had ever experienced before. Her mind felt slow, as if it had not been used for a very long time. Otherwise she felt alright, and now she was thinking straight and putting the distraction of that strange conversation she had just had into perspective. She looked around more deliberately than before. She was in the same room she and Ted had departed from, what seemed to be only hours, like a night’s sleep ago.. I traced around his shaft and ran my finger tips along it. I could feel it begin the swell, it took my breath away. Lust now in overdrive, I quietly and slowly slid down his pj bottoms until I exposed his now hard, beautiful, thick cock. There in the dark, I lowered my lips to it. I can still remember the moment, the way it felt, soft and smooth, yet still so very firm. I had to taste it, to lick and suck it. The object of so much fantasy, now was my change and it was amazing, even better than.