These thoughts transitioned into my dreams and one night I finally had relief, my first wet dream. I can’t recall the specifics but mom was involv...d and all of a sudden I felt very happy and relieved. I woke up with a wet stickiness in my PJ’s. I was embarrassed and quickly threw them in the hamper, not really understanding what happened. Thankfully, I had a very understanding mother. She found my PJ’s during weekend laundry and knew it was time for a talk about what my body was going. Aaah thank you. Aaaah!’ She struggled to her feet, reached down and clasped my erection. I stood and she slid my boxers down. Both hands on my manhood, she breathed in. ‘Need that, in me, now,’ she saidIt would have been rude to refuse, so I bent her over the back of the couch, took aim and slid in to the hilt. Laura let out a long, low, moan, pushed her bottom back hard against my groin, came explosively after just two or three thrusts, her legs tensing, back arching, crying out in pleasure. For the first time, Roger seemed to notice Bill. It took him a moment to process who it was, and another moment to realize that he was being recorded."Bill, what the fuck are you doing here?" he asked. "Turn that fucking camera off. In fact, just give me the phone." He thrust his hand out, as if he were a school teacher demanding her student to spit out his gum."You're fucking crazy if you think I'm giving you my phone," Bill laughed."Give me the fucking phone!" Roger screamed in the same. "Ok's not the word for it," Sarah said. "She was conflicted at first, but she's resolved that now and she's very happy about it." Lucky you," Seth retorted."You might just end up lucky, too!" Sarah said."Promises, promises." Listen, I figured out something else last night too," Sarah revealed. "I think it's a way to pick who you visit." How did you do that?" Seth shot back eagerly."It's not so much a way to pick exactly who you want to visit, as much as quickly rejecting everyone else until the.