There was more to the dream, but that was the only part I remembered when I woke up. I was embarrassed to find myself in bed naked with my mother and I was sporting a huge b***r. When I moved to get out of the bed, I was horrified to find that she had her hand wrapped around the shaft of my d**k. I reached for her arm to pull her hand away, but she squeezed my d**k and started to stroke it.
"Please don't go," she muttered dreamily. "I'll take care of this for you."
Oh, God, she thinks I'm Dad!
I lay there paralyzed by indecision. I knew I needed to get up out of the bed before she woke up and figured out it was my hard d**k in her hand, but my hard d**k was enjoying the attention. It didn't care whose hand was stroking it so nicely. I blew out a relieved breath when I felt her shifting
