“You must have been having a very good dream.”She hugged him against her naked tits, shaking with pleasure. Her ass dripped with his cum juice, an...d it felt very good to her.“If I could have just got it in your cunt in time, Mom,” he said, laughing, slightly embarrassed about cumming in his sleep.“I thought it was very good,” she purred and pushed him away when he started to pull a long nipple into his mouth. “Hey, guy ... no tit sucking right now! I’m hungry and breakfast is what I want.”“I got. The edges of the garment bit into his thighs a little bit, but it wasn't so wide that he couldn't walk normally if he needed to, but he did worry for a moment why the portal was large enough to expose his butt too."Put your clothes back on," Gracy ordered.Nicolas dressed. With his clothes on it was impossible to tell that anything was out of the ordinary. Then Gracy flicked the head of his cock. Nicolas jumped slighlty, instinctivly reaching for his crotch to shield himself. Of course there was. She laughed like she was many years younger and said,”boy, I sure can count on you to make a mess!” I was weak-kneed and had to sit while she cleaned us both up with her ever present damp towel I asked why she would not let me touch her and her reply was, “I want you to really look forward to our trip to the wedding.” Boy, I sure will now, I said to myself. I spent the next couple weeks wondering about out re-kindled “affair” I guess it would be called. My fascination with mature. ’ She continued giving him his psychic hand job. Candice looked in horror at her. Not with a priest, Camilla, she thought. ‘St. Paul tells us…to flee the worship of idols,’ he said in halts and desperately-controlled moans. ‘You ask, ‘Who worships idols…in today’s world?’ Well, we no longer pray…to carved statues, of course, but when…we idealize someone we’re…in love with, we’re blind to…their faults. They then can…take advantage of…our foolish doting, and hurt us. When we idealize…radical.