Since she used her telekinesis sneakers the most, she was most skilled as a telekinetic. Recently, she didn't even have to be specific with her mental...commands. She just had to desire things to happen, like breakfast making itself, and it would. She didn't need to focus on every single item to make them move anymore. This really made things all too easy for Brittany. At times, it was like she had an invisible house maid, when there was no one else around of course.As Brittany's completed. Jerry ran his eyes up and down the supine form of his beautiful, sensuous mother, drinking in the shapings of her firm tits and flat belly and the magic compulsion of her golden-haired mound, the lips plain now, inflamed and dripping from the fucking that marvelous pussy had just received.Then his view was cut off by the hulking shadow of his father's nude body. Was the old man approaching the closet - this closet? He wasn't supposed to; the other one was his. Jerry tried to shrink back among. These were mainly colour slides and I watched Jean as large pictures of her mothers' tits and father's cock appeared. Again she went brilliant red and after the showing told me put them away and make sure that none of our c***dren or grandc***dren find them on the computer.About a month later we went on holiday to the Canary Islands for a couple weeks. It was sunny and warm and on the beach many of the women were topless. From day one I asked Jean when she was going to take off her bikini. "Wie w?re es denn mit Mannuela, mit 2 n, da w?redann auch der Mann enthalten?", fragte ich und senkte dem?tig den Kopf."Mannuela? Hmm... Mannuela, nicht schlecht", befand sie."Gut, Mannuela,und jetzt ?bst du das Knicksen so lange, bis du selber damit zufriedenbist!" Ja Herrin", sagte ich erleichtert und begann zu ?ben.Die Vorstellung, mich nicht nur wie eine Frau zu kleiden, sondern quasieine zu werden, war schon erregend. Sie selbst kleidete sich durchausnicht besonders feminin, lief fast.