My instrument, inflamed by both dream and resolves, stood rampant, and attracted Gertie's attention as she opened her eyes:
"My Goodness, Percy, what an erection!—I have just been dreaming of you pushing into your Mamma on the sofa, whilst I sat astraddle of Papa on his c**k, and rode up and down, as you pleased your mother; how I should have liked it to be real; perhaps it will some day—put your hand down and feel how wet I am, it made me come in a flood—and now you are almost as bad—have you been dreaming too?"
I confessed as much with respect to her and Mamma, but kept Mary to myself for fear Auntie might spoil my anticipated pleasure in that quarter.
"It's getting late, my boy, so let me have it quick, just the same as I was dreaming I was on your Papa—riding on your dear Cock."
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