It had been that dream again, but this time he had seen a lot more detail. And it was actually getting interesting before his mother had awoken him.He...kicked at one of his sneakers, sending it bouncing across the floor and banging against the dresser.Richie figured he knew who it was. It was probably one of the other Harbingers nagging him about meeting for lunch when he already knew from the flurry of emails the night before. He threw on his jeans, trying to will his cock into growing flaccid. A nice story and I did get my ass eaten and got to cum. The whole ordeal lasted about 90 minutes. I guess I made him rim me longer than I thought I did, haha. There’s something about getting your hole licked by someone you don’t have to look at that makes time stand still, maybe even more because I could fantasize that the man behind me or under that blanket wasn’t the hairy heathen I was fucking but rather some hot Indian twink. I really enjoyed topping him, not so much the actual fucking. "Yeah," Cindy answered, "A lot of sticky finger action." Cindy! Don't be crude." Crude? Me? Hell, I'm not the one who almost gave Greg a tonsillectomy just now, big sister."Jan laughed."You too, Jan. I thought you'd climb in Peter's pants, you were so close. I saw you grind your hips." I did not!" Bull! I'll bet your panties are drenched, Jan. Yours too, Marcia." What the hell are you, Cindy, some moralist, or something?" Jan stood in front of her sister; infuriated and somewhat embarrassed.. David was fully erect and trembling with arousal by the time Mummyfinished undressing him. When he was clad in his Winnie-the-Pooh nightieagain, she led him over to the bed and sat him on the edge.Jane stood in front of her seated husband and unfastened the belt of hershort satin robe. She slowly eased the flaps apart to reveal a hint ofher voluptuous body. David gasped around the teat in his mouth when herealised she was only wearing a tiny pair of white nylon panties, hergenerous breasts free.