Adam and Emily stood up. They knew the routine. They both stripped completely naked in front of the men. 'Now bend over next to each other.' The man s...id. They both bent over on the sofa. The man walked over to examine the sight. Emily's ass was sticking in the air. The rear of her hairless pussy was exposed and her tight asshole was on display. Adam's balls were hanging down and his circumcised soft penis was hanging down. He had a smooth hairless ass placed next to Emilys. The man grabbed. Then I tried to create a fingertip in front of the sight blob. It created easily (actually they either "create easily" or don't create at all). I created a few more and used them to push things around on Julia's vanity, to make sure. In the kidnappers' basement and the hospital, I'd often failed to create NP-fingertips at a distance from me, but I was sure that was because of my unfamiliarity with the locations. I was intimately familiar with Julia's bedroom, the study, and their spatial. "We didn't make any progress."The Professor remained topless. "Relax, Geni. While you were orally servicing me, I was inspired with the right romantic thoughts. I'll be fine." Perfect. May I help you dress?" Genevieve asked, submissively.Professor Heredia picked up her bra. "No, I can dress myself. But I want you to masturbate. You must be soaking as well, and you deserve a little satisfaction. I want to see you cum before I head to the auditorium. Go ahead, pull your pants down, and show me. I got the impression that he wasn’t just lonely ... he was bitter that God had taken his beloved mate away. He didn’t take to women, though. He wasn’t interested in living at all, and chasing women was part of life. He was too interested in dying and joining his beloved Beatrice in whatever afterlife she had. I think that he would have gone willingly to Hell if he could be with her.At his funeral, just as at Beatrice’s, Robbie was there, too, but he was a bit nervous and awkward the whole time..