Here was my mum showing the fullest dark brown bush I have ever seen…Her inner labia, was clearly seen hanging between her puffy lips and they were ...efinitely coated with a fine film of juice. “You horny bitch” She said nothing but held her dress high as I gazed upon her hidden charms. I could also smell a much stronger odour than I could when I was close to Vicky and Cathy. “What made you horny mother...flashing your cunt” She still remained silent… “No couldn’t be that…you were already. I licked her navel and went down further. I licked her thighs and groin.I kissed on both her thighs. Rubbed her pussy. She moaned louder. I fingered her pussy slowly. She was in pain. I slowly fingered her pussy and licked her clitoris. The pain and pleasure were flooding her body. I pushed my tongue inside her pussy while rubbing her clit.She was in immense pleasure and kept shaking her head. She mumbled and then closed her eyes. I kept licking her pussy faster and faster. She pushed her upper. I was stunned, and a little ashamed of myself. Clearly, I had projected a thought of inaction to Eddie and it had been obeyed. I should not have done something that could have caused an injury, but since he was not seriously hurt, that feeling was overcome by the discovery that I had some kind of power of mental control. Of course, I had no idea what the limits of this power was, or whether it was temporary or permanent. I did decide to be very careful in my experimentations, so as not to get. My hand stroked my rising cock as I relived the feel of Michelle's flesh, her scent, and most importantly -- her cries of joy. I finally broke out of my revelry to remember I was in a public shower and that the object of my revelations was waiting for me. I stepped out and started to dry off, trying to will my cock to go down.As I entered the bus, I was hit with the scents of a wonderful meal in the making. I had not smelled such aromas since before I had been married. Michelle was standing in.