He started tossing, turning.. He’d told me he suffered from chronic nightmares before, but I had no idea how apropos the word ‘suffered’ was. He...thrashed on the bed like a fish on a line getting jerked out of the water. I was paralyzed, I didn’t know how to calm or comfort him, or even if I should or could wake him up. Finally, his torso leaped into the air, did a 180-degree flip, and he landed, eyes wide open, hands planted, as if he were about to do a pushup when something scared the hell out. Primitive sexual rites involving several men err..." ... ejaculating on a naked woman lying on the ground." Melanie finished the sentence for her. Miss Abrahams blushed. "Err... yes. It's always struck me as being rather..." Depraved?" Exactly. I couldn't have put it better, Melanie." Could be quite a turn-on for the woman, though, don't you think?"Considerably flushed, Miss Abrahams considered the question thoughtfully. Lustfully even. She idly stroked one hand across a breast to discover a. He had dreamed of this for months, had seen her ass in his mind as he jacked off in the shed. He gripped his mother's ass tightly, his fingers digging into her firm flesh."Mmmm, I like that, baby," Joyce cooed softly against the top of his head. "Squeeze me, Bobby! Squeeze my ass tight and hard! Oooooo, nice!"Joyce ground her cunt against his lower stomach, her clit sweetly distended. His cock throbbed against her thigh, making her shiver with anxious delight. Bobby's hands moved about her ass,. "Any one home" she said again."I quickly pulled up my pants, zipped up and said "be right there!" I came out of my bedroom."Oh she said, what were you doing?" Nothing," I replied, "I was tired so I laid down a minute."She said "your door was unlocked, I guess your mom isn't home." No she should be home soon," I replied as calmly as I could so as not to expose what I had been doing.I should describe Barbara for you. She is worth describing. She was about 5"6", light brown hair to just below her.