I needed time alone with Connie to begin showing her the playroom I had for our little venture. We began in my room and I helped place her things in ...y huge walk in closet. A quick look at my room and we took off for the play room. This room was as huge as mine. I had not yet measured it but I estimated it was sixteen feet wide by twenty five to thirty feet long. It too had its own full bath. Connie imagine if you will–walking into this room and the walls are painted brick red –with very. When I was finally able to get my tongue into Sam some more, I noticed his moaning increase and his attention to my ass decrease. Reaching for his cock to see if it was hard, I could feel the veins pulsing and his cock twitching. I decided to push it a little further and started stabbing my tongue into his ass as far as I could. Building a nice fast rhythm, I was able to get about an inch completely inside of him before pulling back out again. I was just about to stop and hop on his cock to. To put it mildly, I was born with some very unusual skills. Some would call it mind control, but it started off in a much more subtle way: if I wanted you to do something, you'd want to do it as well. Over the years I've extended and refined my skills. It started with people, gradually expanded to objects, then time would slow down, and eventually whole dimensions would be created for my fantasies to come true.Phishing: Not consciously selecting a fantasy but letting your subconscious choose. " I said "and lucky to have such sexy parents as you." My mom smiled and replied with "You are sexy as well. Zoli tt, zoli fesse, ek ene bn ti sousoute.[Nice tits, nice ass, and a good pussy]". We laughed. Yeah it kinda became a normal thing for us to say in family. I wasn`t afraid to tell my dad "to ena ene gro kok [you have a big dick]" or tell my mom "to sousoute bien bon. [Your pussy is delicious]". We evolved in a certain way. I was now fine with that. We continued to talk until I came up.