Ohmy god, the dress. I stood up carefully on the heels so I could properlytake in the sight.The dress was a baby pink and was the most feminine thing ... had everseen in my life. The skirt puffed out in a bell shape that stopped justabove my knees. The base of it was decorated with white satin bows, theribbons of which criss-crossed each other up the skirt to a white satinsash that wrapped itself around my now impossibly thin waist and tieditself at the back in a huge floppy bow.The bodice of the. ” I paused for a while before daring to say, “I put it below the pillows.” Mom was loosing fast as her legs began spreading apart slowly after hearing what I had said.“I can’t believe this,” Mom spoke in a very low tone.” I enjoy sleeping like that,” I continued as I could sense my mother wasn’t looking as angry as a few minutes before. My eyes staggered before settling on her blouse and probed through the open inside her cleavage. It took a while for mom to gauge where her son was gazing. She enjoyed the light tingle Vince created when his fingers traced the back of her hand.“I don't know. I asked many girls out but they never said yes, until my Senior Ball.”“You made up for that in college?”“In college, they started saying yes. My first girlfriend was Alice, in my freshman year. I dated around until I met Tammy that ended before Easter, this year. I've been in between for a while.”“You know I was fourteen my first time. Who was your first, Tammy or Alice?”Abby saw his face get. I Fucked her again and again , every night until she became scared and talked to my aunt. "I think someone is r****g me every night" my mom said. "why do you think so?". Im always having a weird dream of being ****d." a dream is nothing but a dream". "but I can taste cum every morning, can you sleep with us because I think my son sleeps too hard to hear my screams for help."maybe your just drinking something to make you dream of those things, I mean you're not having some sex for so long."the.