She leaned forward and began to suck my balls, slipping a finger into my ass, licking up and down the underside of the shaft, starting to make me craz... again, but again she pulled away before the end and retreated to the end of the mattress.“Joyce, let me up, just to piss, okay? Please?” I said. “Oooh, what do we do?” she said, scratching her chin and pretending to think. “Hmmmm maybe I know something.” She stood up and walked over to one of the candles – a big bucket of citronella full of. I hoped he would think I had thrown it on really fast. To finish the effect I carefully placed my worn underwear, a pair of purple briefs, (more like panties), with an orange waist band, on the bed as though I had thrown them there and forgotten them. I waited.The knock was short and sharp and I shouted for him to wait one moment. I hoped he would be thinking of me naked and having caught me doing something naughty. Opening the door I stood there and held it for him, glad that all my efforts. Brenda gaped at it. She reached out with her right hand, and picked it out of the air. She rubbed her hands over it, looking for wires I presume. Having found none, she looked up at me."How did you do that?" she asked in an awed voice."I'm not sure. When I was younger and very angry, I managed to weed our garden without touching the weeds with my hands. Just using my mind I think. Then, after what happened in the ravine, well, I decided to try to use my mind, and it worked!" I finished. I reached under her and grabbed her tits as I pumped my cock deep into her like a wild animal. I could feel my cum rising in my cock.I reached up and pulled her hair. I fucked her hard and with one hand reached around to her mouth and forced two fingers to the back of her throat. She began to gag and drool, but I didn’t let up. She suddenly began to vomit again.As warm vomit erupted from her mouth and down my hand I could feel it running down my arm. When she puked her pussy clamped down hard.