...knowing it made me cum couples of times dreaming of getting fuck this dream not implying weird kingdoms and fairytaleno for most of it i was home p...aying video gameon my bed like i was home so often doing my stuff until my door in the loby open my mom walking in with a La senza bag smilling ''where is my little princess?''''oh there you are baby mommy got you such a cute outfit ''''wait what you talking about?''''oh baby we talked about this we wont go over it all''''come here lets try it ,. She would try to make him utterly gay, in all regards. However, Trey was her nephew. He was just a young adult, going to school and working at a coffee shop. This would affect everything, if she did it right, and she wasn't sure she wanted to do that to him. It wasn't his fault his mother had slut-ted it up with her ex-husband.She let herself have a wonderful orgasm imagining on some of the things she could likely convince him into doing, and floated off to bed. However, the next day, it was. ================================================Amusement for the Massesby Alan Teague Bittig "Mom! Do we have any coffee left in this house," I scream, digging through the cabinets and pulling down ancient, dust covered cans of beans and tomatoes that never seem to get used. "I think that Tommy used the last of it yesterday morning," she shrieks back. Now that's wonderful. I fumble through another shelf and then give up. "Do we have anything cafinated at all?" I ask. "Tea or Coke or . “But you’ve been sleeping okay, haven’t you? The bed is comfortable enough?”“It’s really comfortable. Such a great bed.”“I’m glad.” Sweeping her hands behind her skirt, she sits down in front of me, directly under the light, smiling. “And you’re sure dinner was alright? I’m sorry. The meat was a little undercooked, I think.”“No, no. It was great.”“Do you really mean it?” she asks, tilting her head aside as she leans forward, crossing her legs, grinning at me.“Really, I love my meat rare,” I.