During my time in bed I have written stories to publish online. I wrote in detail my memories about those weekends 20 years ago and making mad passion...te love to her. It was a way for me to remember. It was exciting. I’m sure she sensed the excitement and the passion that I had once again. During that time in bed I masturbated routinely thinking about what it would be like to once again make love to my mother. Those thoughts were continuing as our conversation progressed. The kids came storming. " Trink handed Raimi a bottle "take a swig of this then yea won't be feelin much of nothing." Raimi took a big drink from the bottle and tried not to cough as it burnt its way down her throat. "So what sort of goodies did yea get yourself, purties always love ta shop." Raimi finished the ale out of her tankard and shook her head "I didn't get any goodies." Trink chortled "gunna go back later huh and do some bargaining" handing Raimi the bottle again. Raimi took a drink "I don't need anything. .. these dreams, you see... I've been having these strange dreams," she told him."Tell me about them, Karen..." I don't know if I can... they're so horrid... so perverted." All right... let's examine it. You say you went to a bar and picked up a man. You fulfilled a natural urge by fucking." He smiled as he saw her wince. "Come now, surely you've heard the term used before... it's just a word. And you say you had a desire to be spanked. Actually, with your background, I'd say the entire thing. I started caressing her vagina slowly for a while and I could see the tension build up on her face as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. I put my index finger inside her vagina and she jerked a little. We were looking at each other while stroking each other. Just when I was enjoying her hands on my penis, she went down on her knees, looked at me and gulped down my balls in her mouth and was stroking at the same time. A Sunday couldn’t have been better. My balls disappeared in her.