She bites your ear as you buttfuck her. You unload your seed and desecrate the bed. You slumber together as sleepy incestual fucks of the night. The next day, you leave for work. After that discussion, you hope nothing too crazy would happen between your mother and Turn Table. While you work, Turn Table is slumbering silently in his bedroom. The door squeaks open, for Screwloose to emerge, hunger in her eyes. She trotted to the slumbering form. Removing the bed covers. Finding her young stallion's phallus fully erect. He must be having a wet dream. 