I'd need another approach."These restraints are very tight." Yes they are, aren't they?" she agreed, "I made them as tight asI could. Do they hurt?" Y...s." That's good. Pain is good. Pain lets us know we're alive. Doyou enjoy pain, Janice?" No, not really. Could you release me and give me something I canwrite with, please?" If you insist," she said, sounding disappointed.She undid the straps and, while I was rubbing feeling back intomy arms, rummaged around in a drawer, producing a paper pad and. “I can’t even scan below the surface,” she sighed.“Me either. So we go onwards and upwards, hoping that there are answers at the top,” I nodded.It took two days to reach the cloud line and that slowed our progress down immensely. We were still able to use our powers to a very limited extent though my access to my pocket universes was ended, I could still detect them, but no longer open them. Every surface was wet and there were pockets of slime everywhere making the surface treacherous, normal. “till three days back every thing was ok. You behaved normally. What made you fuck me, your own mother.” “mom..” I started to speak but she cut me short.When a married woman gets fucked by any one other than her husband she is nothing but a randi and a street bitch. Call me bitch and randi…” “BUT a randi gets fucked by so many lawda, how many lawda has entered your bur.” I enquired. “ matherchod, never ask any woman or girl this question. Not even your wife. Tell me who gave you idea to fuck. Within seconds I was lying flat on my back on the only furniture on the deck – a picnic table. My legs were wide open at the edge of the table and she was pushing her full body down against mine, with her legs applying great pressure against my vagina. I was gasping and arching my back hard against the table. She lifted her dress clean over her head, revealing that she wore nothing at all underneath. My pussy clenched on its own at the sight of her nude self. Still fully clothed myself, I.