The pull of the lines here was as strong as always. I ran the focus of my attention across it, shifting myself to the point where I was in perfect bal...nce with it and the rest of my world. I considered all the things which were real to me, my parents, Ginny, my friends and teachers. The reality of the lines was not in doubt. Poised perfectly, totally enclosed in a calm shell of acceptance, I reached out for the lines again, for the second time. This time my conscious mind was ready for whatever. I wasn’t worried about the length but the girth of his rod. It was huge. It was fat and the fact that my own husband was watching this from the side made my pussy wetter.His cock was covered with my saliva and some of it was dripping down on the floor too. Some drooled on my lap as I eagerly let his cock slide down my throat. Of course, I was not going to take all of his nine inches down. Halfway through was my achievement and that I did achieve here easily. Even that was a lot. I gagged, and. I pumped his shaft with my fist as Michael held my hair up, away from my face. Michael always held my hair away from my face when I took him in my mouth. He has told me many times that it arouses him to actually see my lips wrapped around his cock. He liked seeing the head of his penis enter and exit my mouth as I sucked on him. “Cum for me,” I encouraged as I sucked. I would also insert tip of my tongue into the tiny opening of my brother’s urethra. This always evoked a moan from him. He. As he removed his hands to lift my blouse off and unbutton my skirt, I watched with pleasure the prismatic energy cords twist and curve with every movement, creating infinite designs like a turning kaleidoscope. Corresponding sensations moved within my body, linked to the glittering patterns of light. He began to suck on the light patterns, bringing them into his mouth from my naked skin, and I saw them traveling through his body, following the course of the blood through his veins. He stood up.