Ana went to answer and came back holding the hand of a nice looking young black man, James was his name. He was the first guy of the three I had invit...d over to enjoy my sweet wife. I knew him from my office and he had told me he was a good nine plus inches black cock, long and thick.Soon James had his hands in Ana’s firm body. She slipped her black negligee to the floor and exposed her bare ass cheeks to James’s touch. The first kiss was deep and my wife moaned with pleasure as the tongue went. “Lost in thought?” She asked in a huskier voice. It startled me out of my thoughts. The voice also made my bound cock twitch, giving me more pain and agony. She didn’t have her sari this time, petticoat and blouse like earlier when she applied the cream on my body.I had by then forgotten the burning sensation on the skin due to the pain in my cock and discomfort in the tummy. She asked me to sit on the commode and let the liquid flow. I obeyed as she said, all the while my eyes were focused on. Most of the night was spent with the band and I on stage again. We playeda mini-concert for the families which was a big hit. A number of theyounger kids joined us on the stage, dancing and goofing off. It was alot of fun, and I knew we would have to do it again sometime. It had been a good day, and I was so glad that I had such a great groupof individuals to work with. I would be nowhere near where I was todaywithout the band, and I wished that there was more I could do to thankthem. ---When I. I wonder if I can, he thought. Conjuring up his snowplow blade, he imagined it gently bumping the tree twenty feet or so above the ground. There was an audible "thud" and the tree shook.Gently, Dumbass, he admonished himself. Abruptly he negated the snow blade. If I can imagine a snow blade, I can imagine something else. He stood thinking a moment, then his expression changed. With a smirk, he imagined a giant, invisible hand. Concentrating, he thought about the hand taking hold of the tree.