Okay, my dreams had always been a little unusual. That was the reason I wanted to get into psychology and why I had wanted to talk to Mr. Shelby. For ...ne thing, I never have nightmares, at least nothing like what other people talked about. I almost always have dreams in the 'first person' sense. Meaning I saw them as if I were living the scene. That's not unusual in itself. Many people dream this way. What was unusual was that in 'first person' I have control. It didn't matter what was. She already started holding my dick and started shagging it. In his few second she put my dick in her mouth and was licking it and kissing her looking into my eyes. I was into heaven and started moaning. Issss aahhh auntyyy..In few minutes I came in her mouth. She gave a different look and spat out everything. I am like sorry.She said that’s okay and got up from the sofaa and came and started kissing me all over my face. The place was totally filled with lust and I was hugging her tight. I was. All the young boys and girls thought it was just great being able to toss their clothes off and run around naked in the street. All the older kids and young adults also seemed to be enjoying it without any reservation as bras, panties and underpants got thrown aside revealing puffy little breasts plus vaginas and penises with cute little wisps of pubic hair running along the top. All the adults seemed totally unconcerned with all this nudity as they got into the spirit of things themselves.. "I haven't even fucked you..." She started to say as he cut her off."Yea... I know that!! You just fuck everybody else." He turned his head towards her seeing that her nipples where slowly beginning to fall out of her shirt.He sat up so that she could stand up fully. He didn't need her seeing him with a raging boner because of her huge firm breasts. She sat in front of him crossing her legs and looking at him."But you can just tell them that I haven't fucked you, little brother." She said.