Her face turned red because she knew she did not have permission to touch herself yet. “I’ll deal with that in a minute.” I said to Susan. I w...lked over to the supply cabinet in my office. I could hear Kay’s heavy breathing as she took in the sensations the paper clips were sending through her tits, down her belly and to her crotch. I heard Susan softly mutter ‘oh no’ which I ignored, I had Kay to attend to. I reached in the cabinet drawer and pulled out a pack of large wire bundle straps,. There was no white space and our avatars there to sort things out. I was in her brain, but no more than I went into my mind to find the other paths, follow the other tracks, think the other thoughts. It was nature. It was thought.I imagined the process as tearing down detour signs in her mind. Setting them up had been second nature. Finding them, pulling them away, was excruciatingly precise. I felt like I was inches away from finding clumps of brain and yanking the whole thing open.How bad. .. oh fuck me! I'm cumming!”She gripped the couch so hard I thought she was gonna rip the fabric up. Mom kept fucking her with the cucumber all through her orgasm until she went limp on the couch, with pussy juice that I was pissed I couldn't get leaking from her body. “She'll be there for a while. She just needs time to recover,” Aunt Lisa said.“Yeah, in the meantime, I know someone else that could use our attention,” mom grinned.They looked at each other and made their way to me, leaving Rita. He knew that it be a good hour before I was ready and he suggested he pick me up, take me wherever I lived and he’d wait while I changed. His eyes were hungry. I saw that in them; I’ve seen the look a few times in the past with other guys. It only made me more ravenous for the awesome charismatic white hunk who liked me for me… I’m pretty sure. I’d let him into my bedroom to watch me change if I was that confident, but I wasn’t. I wasn’t ready for that yet. I wasn’t sure what I was ready for,.