Her other hand reached for a ball gag and she put both in the bag. She opened the drawer in front of her taking out nipple clamps and a bottle of lubr...cant. She shut the drawer and then opened the larger one to the the left. Strap-ons and dildos of different sizes lay methodically placed in the sizable drawer, each in its own place on the velvet. She chose her favorite one, a fairly thick one that curved gently, usually enabling her to hit just the right spot. It wasn't too long, average, but. After a very restful day around the house, I decided I needed to get out and get some exercise. I enjoy running as a way of reducing stress and staying fit. Over 50 a women needs to exercise to keep fit and keep the men interested. A couple of blocks from the house there is a wilderness park with lots of wooded trails that are used for running and biking. My favorite trail is about 3 miles long and runs the length of the park, butting up to homes that border the park, lots of trees and. It was a dance, my hips swaying in a futile effort to avoid her blows, her face intent on her work, the meaty smack of the brush striking my behind and my grunt and wince in response. She caught me staring and smiled serenely, redoubling her efforts.I passed through into that zone of acceptance, quietly sobbing as she increased the intensity, and was barely aware when she stopped, threw me onto my back on the couch and impaled herself on my cock, rocking herself to a shattering orgasm, leaning. Therefore, I really needed to learn to control my power to MOVE things rather than STOP them. Now as you already know, we realized I could already MOVE other people, but so far, it was not a conscious ability. We agreed that moving myself would be the hardest task to complete. Once I was able to move my own body, it should improve my control to move other objects exponentially, hopefully skipping months of needless training. So for several weeks during the summer I trained, in the expectant.