Lately, I often have dreams about breasts. Two little bumps sway and come towards me. They grow bigger and bigger until they reach a G-cup. Because I keep having such dreams, I always get questioned at work. On my way home after being released by the police, I encountered an elementary school student with a backpack. I reminisced about those innocent days as I looked at the child, and was invited to play, "Let's play horse!" I became the horse, "Neigh! Neigh!" She surprisingly had a big chest. A soft sensation was transmitted from her back. Next, we decided to play sumo, and she mounted on top of me. My crotch grew hot. With a slight movement, her pleasure spot emitted a pleasant sound. The sensation of her pleasure spot, though immature, made my crotch hot and large. I couldn't stop at this point. I coaxed her to change clothes, stripped her, removed her panties, and inserted myself. From here, she transformed. She moved her hips and started making cute noises. For an elementary school student, she was really good at using her hips! So good! The pleasant sensation was too much, and I climaxed. Something fell out of her clothes. It was a driver's license. Nineteen years old? Nineteen years old! No wonder she was so good. Looking at my crotch, my son had grown, and we entered the second round.