I did use my special abilities to move forward through time, then use modern transport to move through space, and then go back into the past again. I ...ot tired of traveling 'native style'. Taking the steam train long distances soon loses its novelty. After the first couple of hundred miles, and days of traveling, it gets very boring.I eventually found myself in the Midwest. I had also gone back a bit farther in time. I was now in the year 1875. What the hell, if I was going to travel, and have. I had no business getting close to anyone, and yet... Maybe a delicious salad would make me feel better. I was halfway through cutting up romaine hearts when I felt someone embrace me from behind. I looked over my shoulder and found a sleepy-looking Wes. He kissed my cheek.“Go back to bed.”He shook his head, making me sigh and put down the knife. I turned around and melted into his embrace. Ugh, why was he so warm and comforting? I normally would’ve run from this type of situation. I didn’t do. She also had the most beautiful, puffy labia, and I could see that she must have already been fucked by Carl. Globs of thick, white cum were leaking down her inner thighs. And the whole scene of seeing a naked black girl for the first time was very arousing. Then she took my hand and said, “Come on Ed, let’s go upstairs to find Kayla and Carl. By the way, I hope that you don’t mind me calling you Ed since we are going to get to know one another so much better tonight.” We went to Carl’s. I rejoined the table and passed my wife her drink. The men looked unsettled despite their level of intoxication. I reassured them that it was fine and encouraged them to act like I wasn't there, and to keep talking to my wife. We continued to drink and the other men discussed my wife body as she smiled politely and did everything she could to press her breasts against the fabric. After a few more drinks she decided that the fabric was too constricting, so she preceded to remove her shirt. This.