Good Morning

Archie was surrounded by pussy. His face was covered, his cock was buried, his hands were slick; he was consumed by pussy. His cock, hard and hot, felt wet and slick

"Archie! Get up, NOW!"

Archie woke with a start. He sat up in bed instantly. He realized that he had been dreaming; a nice hot, wet dream. His cock was coated with cum. There was a pool of the sticky stuff all over his bed. "Damn!" He thought, "Was all the fucking yesterday a dream too?"

"Archie, I'm leaving for the store in fifteen minutes." It was his Dad. "Get down here!"

Archie remembered that this was Saturday; he had to work in his Dad's hardware store today. The store opened at 8; they had to be there st 7:30.

He jumped out of bed, washed up, threw on some clothing, raced down the stairs, and grabbed some cold breakfast in the kitchen.

"Archie, you should have been down sooner." His Mother complained. "Your eggs are cold now."

"It's OK, Mom." Archie wolfed down a piece of toast and a glass of milk.

"I made you and your Father lunch." Mother handed the boy two brown bags as he raced out the door. His Father was waiting in the car. They drove off. The Father and Son were at the store exactly at 7:30. It was going to be a long day for Archie.