“So I’m going to touch you, okay?” Carter spoke, refusing to lose hope.He was hesitant to touch the inert hand resting on the sheet. But eventua...ly he took it and held it. He had no idea what he was supposed to do next. It was not like he was an expert in body exchange or whatever this was.Hmm, maybe he was supposed to be closer? He hoped he didn’t have to do something gross like kiss himself. But there were so many theories that the soul could travel out of the body through the mouth, via one. With her long straight blonde mane that reached half way down her back, her big green eyes and baby face she was a favorite of the male students. The students nicknamed her Mrs. Lopez because she looked so much like the singer J-Lo. Our sex life was fine but I wanted to know what she fantasized about when we made love. I asked her if she had any sexual fantasies she wanted to live out. She blushed and admitted she had one all through her life. She dreamed of sucking and fucking a huge black. Boy was he ever tight! I wasn't sure if it was all muscle tightness or if it was because it was his daughter on the bed with him. I kneaded the lotion in his shoulders then worked my way down his back just to the top of his butt. I skipped that treasure trove thinking that I would come back to it later, and I moved to his right side and started on his right leg. When I lifted it up and bent it forward I could just see the tip of his cock laying flat against the sheets. I looked for a second and. Take that, nerds!Kevin had invested a small fortune into a set of "hero" quality stormtrooper armour, which he wore at every event the two of them attended as part of the 501st Legion ("Vader's Fist"). Melanie and I also had costumes which we wore to placate our spouses; she was someone named "Barriss Ofee" and I would be dressing up as my namesake, Amberle Elessedil from the Shannara books. The kids also had costumes, although theirs weren't nearly as elaborate or expensive; they'd outgrow.