Gary pushed more of his thick cock up my arse until his balls were touching mine. His hands were on my shoulders massaging the big muscle there. He sl...wly withdrew his prick then smoothly thrust back into me. I gasped as his length slipped hard into me and gripped the table. My cock was pulsing but I didn’t want to touch it. I fully intended to fuck Gary when he had finished… if he would let me. Gary slammed his cock harder into me and I gasped again. I could sense that Gary was trying to. That was standard fare, as far as I knew and had experienced in these circles. I don’t know how pleasurable it was for a woman, but I did not find clothespins on my nipples to my liking. Long story.I started walking deeper into the room. In the distance, I caught sight of a tall person dressed as a wolf. It was a good costume. Lots of thick fur. I think it was a tranny, breast mounds pushing the chest outward. She had a thick dick wrapped in a condom, slow-fucking the ass of a man on his back.. This time the only problem was with Peggy, but her mom finally put her foot down and her dad reluctantly agreed to let her go to the con. The next morning the 6 of us were at my place again. Peggy and Keith practicing a Jethro Tull song in the living room with Mandy banging away on the guitar case as Peggy played the flute. I was fleshing out a new adventure when the doorbell rang.It was the mailman, with a delivery. After signing for the box I took it inside and we all gathered around the. Recently he discovered he had the ability to bi-locate, where his spirit or conscience self left his body and moved around.The first time it occurred, it scared him. He was sitting in a chair and sensed he was floating. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself sitting in the chair below. The sight startled him and, like a rubber band he quickly snapped back into his body. It was almost a week before he mustered up the courage to meditate again.It took a few tries before he was able to relax.