The next morning, I awoke with a boner after a really hot dream about fucking the shit out of my own mother. Though I knew it was wrong, I couldn't help it. After everything that had happened, I knew I had to have her. I knew she would be happy if only she would stop resisting the urge that I knew she felt as much as I did. She needed a good fuck and I was just the man to give it to her. How to make that happen; I didn't know. I just hoped that continuing to push the issue would get me there; doing that had gotten me all the way to a blowjob the previous night, after all.
I pulled on my boxers, since it was Monday and I knew Dad had already left for work. I made my way to the kitchen. My cock was still hard, having not diminished a bit since I had woken. I fed it through the slot in my boxers and boldly left it there as I walked downstairs. I was nervous to do that, but I felt emboldened at the same time.
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