The men would have to learn to move themselves, as well as other people and objects safely from place to place, with cunning and stealth. This would t...ke a lot of practice, since any object, when moved, would disturb the air around it and, if the object were big enough, cause a monstrous thunder clap, something sure to attract attention.Training in TK should be easy, once the other two skills of POV and TP had been mastered. TK would mostly be used as a weapon. Bruce, the most skilled in this. The whole night it seemed the perfect prop to aid in playful flirtations and she was not short of attention for it. That night I was transfixed by her, her attire played into every single fantasy I had had as a teen struggling to understand both my attraction to girls and my submissive side. All night I struggled to take my eyes off her.Suddenly it seemed my mind was taken over and I wanted nothing more than to taste her plump lips and to feel her perfect breasts in my hands, not to mention. Come on jijju suck my boobs…..bite them….suck my tits like you suck Sona didi’s.” Raj bit her nipples hard and my wife cried in pain,”Sona, see how your bitch sister is moaning like a bitch in heat, my sali is a real bitch in heat.”Oh fuck, Sonu, your wife has made me hot, fuck me. I can’t take it anymore….put your big fat cock in my cunt…ram that meat into me…I love that wet monster and my pussy is dying for your Lund.’ cried Sona as I cupped her tits hard.My wife’s sister put her hand lightly. I allowed a finger to curl slowly into her and that got me another pat on the head. I had no sense of time. All I was aware of was the way her breath sighed from her, the amount of slippery, silky moisture that oozed, increasingly from her. Her orgasm was a groan, a deep, resonant groan that seemed to go on and on. Only mid climax did she grip my hair and hold me to her. She held me there for an age as I licked her juices up and kissed her cunt as one would a lover’s mouth.How exactly, I’m not.