My mami generally woke me up in the morning and would put tea on the table near my bed. Mami was very sexy, slim and fair with long hair and big eyes ...he was any guy’s fantasy come true. My mama was definitely a lucky bastard. Needless to say I constantly used to fantasize about my mami and jack off in the process. As my mami used to come to my room in the morning I thought how she would react if she saw me nude. Even this thought would turn me so on that I would beat my meat for hours. I. “I really do not want to turn into a frog.”“Oh Daddy, I would never turn you into a frog. A rich prince, maybe, but never a frog.” Then conversation then broke down into fits of laughter, both of us hysterical. This continued on for a good ten minutes, both of us holding our sides. We slowly ended our merriment and sat there for a few minutes thinking to ourselves. I was concerned how deeply Luciana was suffering and how I could best help. “So, since you came back so early, have you had. I arrived that night in my usual, casual attire. My jeans hung loose and I wore a red Adidas jacket over them. Damien greeted me at the door with a drink before I went and joined everyone out the back. 'Nice going with Luella', my mate Josh said as he filled up my beer. I didn't really know what to say, 'Sarcastic?' I said back at him. 'She's hot man'. That didn't really answer my question, but I assumed it was a yes. Pfft, he could try putting up with her shit for a couple of months and. “So….how was that?” I asked with a mischievous smile.“Holy shit, mom….that was fantastic!” he exclaimed. “And we get to do this every time I get a hard-on? This is going to be amazing!”I laughed and released his dick, watching it dangle in front of him…still semi-hard and sticking out from his torso, but bending down in a beautiful arc, the tip pointing at the floor. “Yep. Anytime you get an erection.”This scene repeated itself about 6 to 8 times each day, as I suspected it would. After about.