"Oh, son, this really is making you horny, isn't it? Oh, sweetheart, I know you can't go to sleep with a cock so stiff. It would hurt too much, and yo...'d have an awfully wasteful wet dream. Here, Mommy better give you some relief." Kathy pulled the covers to the foot of the bed, exposing her boy's naked body and his gigantic, stone-hard cock. His incredibly long, fat pole of meaty cock-flesh arched stiffly over his belly, capped with a puffy, helmet-shaped knob that oozed milky pre-cum. . . about a 'D' cup, thought Jason to himself, and nicely shaped, too. He fondled them a moment, feeling already stiff nipples under his slightly numb fingers, but no sensation in the breasts. They were numb, senseless. That's odd, he thought- Mandy says her breasts are quite sensitive. Well... if this is a dream, I don't want to wake up. I want to know what this is really like... strange... why do I feel so seperated from my body? This is more like a d**g trip than a dream. He had no. It didn't of course, so he made his excuses and followed his sexy sister up the long sweeping staircase to his room stooping low to look up her short robe."They're white, very small and utterly transparent," she giggled, "I'll be expecting you to take them off later." Oh God Jane," he laughed, "I've been celibate for six months, take them off and let me sniff them while I'm in the bath." I've got a much better idea." she said as she went into his embrace, "Why don't you sniff me instead?" Mmm. So us. But it wasn’t exactly hot. It wasn’t edgy. He is always too keen to oblige and do just what I want. It’s always me who kicks things off and it would be good if once, just once, he took the lead.”She had dressed for the occasion. I noticed that before we had left the flat. She’d put on stockings and that ivory lace slip which she knows is one of my favourites If I am honest, it is just a bit tight for her amazing breasts, but I have never dared tell her. But I like it when it is pulled.