Sherry bounced with her horny older brother as he fucked her face in the intense ball-melting heat of his animal excitement. His nuts slapped against her chin as he worked off his horniness on her. He felt his cock scraping against her teeth with each thrust in and out of her tightly sticking oral cavity. He felt rivers of slippery juice filling his sister's mouth, running down her throat, making wet slurping noises as his bulbous cock-head rammed in and out of her mouth.

Sherry's hair was like a golden cloud, filling the air with its softness as she bobbed up and down over the darker hair of her brother's groin. A light breeze played over their bodies as they participated in wild acts of incestuous lust in broad daylight. Randy felt the air playing aver his nuts and the shaft of his wet dick, felt the warm summer sun falling on his skin, heard the sounds of nature all around him as he broke all the rules of sexual conduct between brother and sister. The sense of the depravity of the situation served only to increase the heat of the fire that burned inside brother and sister.

But there was something vaguely disconcerting about the whole situation. Something was not quite right, even though Randy was enjoying himself completely. There was something vaguely unreal in the air, a sense of unreality that troubled Randy more and more the closer he came to an

ejaculation. It began to occur to him by degrees that there was a strange dreamlike quality to his surroundings. The woods were too perfect, the birdsong too sweet, the air too fresh, the feeling too easy. How had he gotten into the woods in the first place? And exactly where 'was this spring? And why was Sherry wearing such a sexy negligee in such a place. How had he come to be sitting there wearing only his underpants, his cock and balls sticking out obscenely?

It wasn't long before Randy realized that he was dreaming, that his sister was only a vision in a dream of hot lust, that she was not really sucking his cock, that he hadn't really approached her with the suggestion of incestuous sex, that his wild dream was only a hoax cruelly played upon him by his horny imagination working in concert with the natural youthful vitality of his sex organs. And what a dream it had been!