Then at some point the image changed. It was no longer the stranger's face in the dream with his mother, but his own. In the dream, surrounded with fo...-like mist, he looked down at his mother's head as she moved her mouth up and down on his shaft. He grabbed the braids and lifted her head, looking into her lust filled eyes before pushing her back down again. Her throat muscles caressed him, squeezing the length of his shaft. She took every inch of him into her throat. He saw her pretty eyes. I said what I knew and I moved my right hand to her pussy and started to rub it. All of a sudden she held my dick and started to rub it. I couldn’t resist anymore and my dick started to get erect.She rolled over me and sat on my tummy. She started to rub it and took a condom and put it onto my dick. I was cursing my self saying wish my dick waited for few more minutes she would have agreed to suck instead. She rubbed my dick vigorously and lifted her self a little and pushed my dick.She started. "Trey was still unsteady on his feet and had to be guided between Gordi and Phyllis. They walked across the compound, Trey's penis flapping above the blankness between his thighs, reminding him of what he had lost. Trey's tears dried but left salt trails on his cheeks."That's not going to do," Gordi said when they got inside. "Not at all, Trey. We've got to fix your face. We have to look our best for free people, especially citizens." I don't want make up on my face." Trey muttered. "I don't. Yes, damn it, she thought, I want to! I will!She began pumping his prick again, her fist jacking over a few inches at the base, while the rest of his long fat fuck rod moved up and down between her tits. She caressed his balls. She blew her warm breath onto the head of his cock.I'm gonna swallow dog cum! she feverishly thought.Then Molly whimpered, dizzy with passion. If she was going to drink a dog's jism, why shouldn't she also have the pleasure of sucking on his delicious-looking prick.