Nothing came out. The feeling stopped and she found herself in my bedroom with me.“What did you do?” she begged. Her legs didn’t seem ready to s...pport her.“I transported us,” I told her and grabbed her as she started to collapse.“Where ... where are we? How did you do that?” she begged me through her ragged breathing and fear.“I simply pictured where I wanted to be and here we are, in my bedroom!” I told her.“No, people can’t do that!” she moaned.“No, people can’t, but Originals can,” I told. Hanging sideways in the air, she stuck her head around the corner into the observation chamber. It was empty. She reached back and pulled Jake through the doorway.As soon as he was through, Tabatha gently nudged her body up against his, not quite stopping his forward progress across the room. She put her arms around his neck, aligned herself along his length, and pressed her lips against his mouth.Jake closed his eyes, put his arms around her and returned her kiss. Their minds merged, sharing. I'd had sex with other men's wives before, usually without their knowledge but sometimes with, but never with an invitation like this!"You want me to fuck your wife." "Yep." "Seriously." "Yep." "And you'll hold a gun to my head to make me do it." He grinned, "Yep." "And she's good with this." "Yep."This was an unusual request from an old friend, to say the least, but he seemed serious! I agreed, and we set a date for my next visit. When I got there, my friend invited me for a drink. . I haven't got any free hands." "Nah, I'm more in the mood for your cock." "Well, you'll have to wait then, won't you." "No I won't," I chuckle. "I got us something new, a cock ring." "What's a cock ring?" "Basically, even though you've already cum, I'm gonna put it on you and it will keep you nice and hard for me. Sound like fun, yes?" "No, don't you dare." "Too late, I'm doing it." I put the cock ring on his semi-erect penis and watch it quickly rise to become completely erect again. "Hey,.