You were hard, so hard. It was big, curved to the left, with a beautiful purple head. You joined me under my blanket, I was moaning before you were ev...n touching me. You laughed one of those sexy, crazy laughs of yours and suddenly, you were all over me. Your hands were jerking me off, your lips on my neck. We got into a 69, all this happening very quickly. You kept laughing from time to time. Had long had you known? I was sucking you, you were sucking me. I licked your balls, every part of you. My. God!The entire screen was filled with a picture of one single breast, barely covered by about a single square inch of almost translucent cloth. I could see how hard Jessie’s nipple was in the picture and could almost taste it in my mouth.The next email had a picture of her other breast, again with a tiny little square of cloth that barely covered the nipple.Next came a picture was of her ripped stomach. You could see the individual muscles. To tell you the truth, I hadn’t really noticed. As my view from behind the kit faded to black, my eyes popped open to a blurry, yet familiar view of my bedroom, where that bastard clock starred me down. “Yeah, yeah, shut up” I mumbled, smacking my revenge on the snooze button. I slid myself to an upright position, and let my eyes settle. Like I did every other time I had one of those dreams, I looked over at my beautiful set, and began to tell it about how pumped the crowd was. That the energy was “unreal”, and how pretty she looked in all. Deep inside my heart, I was very frightened. She looked at me her jaws dropped. She said to me –Mom: I am your mother, Rahul, you should not talk like this to me!I said: Mom, I know that you really need it because the father is not here for 5 months.She answered me: So what if your father is not here? You are my son.Before she could not complete her sentence, I held her both boobs in my hand.Then I said: Oh mom, just stop making excuses. I know that you need it. I had seen you.