Jeffie shifted in his sleep and Leyna felt his hardness press more firmly against her outer thigh like a hot rod of steel.
“He’s going to have a wet dream.” Leyna thought to herself in a matter of fact tone that a younger version of herself would have been slightly horrified at. It hadn’t been easy but, with the help of her family, Leyna had gradually been able to separate sex from biology to the point where this was entirely non-scandalous to her, if not boring either.
Still it wouldn’t do to let her son dry hump his excess sperm out on her like this. It was one thing when he was her penis (he enjoyed producing big arcing cumshots and it was infectious) but another when he was in his own body.
Leyna prided herself on her practicality and this situation was no different than any other in that regard. Trying not to disturb or stimulate him more than necessary, Leyna leaned and reached over to her bedside table and plucked a good handful of tissues out of the box there, which was there explicitly for this kind of situation.
Jeffie let out a soft moan and Leyna, knowing it wouldn’t be long now, dexterously pushed him away from her and onto his back with one hand and enveloped the circumcised pink tip of his penis within the tissues.
When Jeff’s orgasm wasn’t as forthcoming as expected Leyna reached down and gently tickled the belly of his tight shaft and was rewarded almost instantly with a moan and a frantic pulsing of Jeff’s penis.
Wet warmth filled the tissues and Leyna held them there until the pulsing stopped before carefully balling up the wad and carefully putting it in the near empty water glass also sitting on her bedside table.
“That was gross, Mom.” Scarlett said from down below startling Leyna briefly.
“Hush.” Leyna said quietly.
“Only if you do the same for me.” Scarlett teased her, her “body” thickening in the beginnings of morning wood.
“I’m saving it for Angela.” Leyna said which, despite the surge of blood that caused Scarlett to rise up off her belly, was met with a happy squee-ing approval noise.
“Nice!” Scarlett said,”I think we’ll start with some oral with her famous foreskin swirl.” She didn’t have hands but the anticipatory rubbing of them still came through in her voice.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” Leyna said happily.