A little fun

I had my high school bully’s profile pulled up, watching him sleep wondering how I was going to get ****. Ms.Saunders, my bitchy former teacher nestled her ass back into Jake as her snores filled the room.

Getting an idea, I typed, Have a vivid sex dream about Jackson Bailey sexually dominating your mom while you helplessly watch and suck your thumb.

Immediately the dream bubble popped up over Jake’s head. Giving it a click, the screen turned to a video of Claudia Winters with her fake tits wrapped around Jackson's cock.

I laughed, as in real life the sleeping bully sucked his thumb while watching Jackson titty fuck his mom. As he slept, his thumb came up and entered his mouth.

Jake sucked his thumb and kept dreaming.

Ms Saunders turned over, woke, and saw Jake sucking his thumb and heard faint whimpering sounds. "Seriuosly?"

I pulled up the dream bubble again and Jake was most definitely having a nightmare.

Jake moaned and took out his thumb. "Don't fuck my mommy."

Erica leaned up on her elbow. "'Don't fuck your mommy?"

Getting another wicked idea I typed, ‘Dream of me giving mommy a golden shower.’

Clicking on the dream bubble again I laughed as Jake watched in horror as I pissed all over his mom, and she loved it.

Within seconds, in real life, Jake started to piss on Erica.

"The fuck!" said Erica as she smacked Jake's face.

The bully woke up in a panic, “What the fuck,” he yelled. Piss still spraying from his dick."

“What the fuck,” Jack exclaimed again as the stream of urine started to subside. “What the fuck did you…” Jake stared before I typed, ‘Powerful orgasm.’

Cum shot from the douchebag’s tiny cock with a surprising amount of ****, right into his own complaining mouth.

I was laughing so hard at this point that I had to sit down in one of Mrs. Davenport’s kitchen stools to recover.

Finally able to pull myself together, I wondered if Jake and Ms.Sanders needed more punishment, or maybe it was Jake’s mom time, or maybe a different name from the party list needed some special attention, or possibly it was just time to get some goodnight sleep before tomorrow’s gala?