I just thought it was the way that a real momacted and I have to admit I liked it.So after graduation Bruce and I stayed in touch and even saw each ot...eronce in a while. He was working in theater and I was kind of bummingabout doing all sorts of things. I was managing some clubs andrestaurants for a mafia sort, Antony, when I ran into Bruce one night.It was at the Nightliter, a gay club owned by Antony. I was there toassess the operations and figure out why the bar was turning a loss.That was. Not only was I now used to the fact that Genies existed, but Mujared had taken a few opportunities to display his powers. We had flown around the city a bit, transported down to Egypt to visit a few of his old haunts. I had come to realise how much potential power I had in my grasp. So I had begun to think seriously about what I would wish for. I had plenty of scenarios in my head. I had spent many idle moments dreaming of what I would do if this situation ever came about. Of course, I had. “Please,” she whimpered, a slave to the power of my rod, “put it in.” I settle behind her and aimed by head at her tight flower, slightly open from her obvious excitement. I took the head of my cock, and angry purple knob that throbbed with my heartbeat, and began sliding along her slippery hole, coating it in more of her juices. “What do you want me to do?” “Fuck me,” she moaned into the floor, clawing at the ground in anticipation, “fuck my cunt with your big cock master!” “Your wish is my. Next, he takes the blade and slips it between her breasts, and with one flick of the sharp knife, he cuts through the fabric, allowing the bra to fall free, exposing her tits completely... she continues to struggle, but it only causes her tits to shake and sway lewdly, adding greatly to the interrogator and his assistant's excitement... he compliments your wife on her tits, taking them in the palms of his hands and feeling their weight; admiring her now rigid nipples, examining her somewhat.