Why? It was about 3AM, but I couldn’t go back to sleep, thinking, ashamed of myself, wondering why it had happened. By morning I was out of the drea...m and any arousal, but I felt that I wanted to rid myself of that dream, even the memory of it, but somehow I know that won’t happen, and I haven’t been able to forget it. And I found myself thinking of it often. And I felt I had to tell you of my dream and the way it made me feel. Disgusted and aroused all at the same time . . . so conflicted in my. "Come, my baby, come..." mom purrs into my ear, repeating the phrase like a secret mantra as our bodies glisten with pearls of sweat under the shine of the strange moon."Oh, fill your mother with your warmth like you once did..." mom whispers, her eyes glimmering with longing in the moonlight. I go so deep that I feel my balls touching mom and tightening, and there I now stay, because I feel that now is the time all my secret fears and forbidden desires will come true."Ah yess!" I moan as I. “She said she thinks you want to try giving a blowjob.”Jake’s heart was racing. “I mean... I do. But that’s a secret. I’ve never told her about that.”Dylan smiled. “Maybe she could sense it. Women’s intuition or whatever.”“Wow.” Jake said. “I mean it’s one of my biggest fantasies but I’ve never told anyone at all. I never thought I’d get to actually try it.”“How about you go into the stall so we have some privacy?” Dylan asked. Jake entered the bathroom stall as he heard Dylan unzip. He took a. She said the movie was bad and asked me not watch that movie as wellwisher of mine (an elder wouldn’t like their children to watch such kind of movies).Then slowly topic went to my collage life and she asked me about my girlfriends I said I didn’t have any she said its not wrong to have girlfriend she started teasing me saying that I have girl friend but I’m not confessing with her I sad its upto her to believe me or not. Them she asked me if I have watched porn I was stunned by this question.