With a wince I replied, “Patrick… Pat, this ismy… friend Alissa.” The black man turned to Alissaand put his huge arm around he... shoulders as she satdown on a towel next to his. I couldn’t believe Iaccidentally said friend, instead of wife. In mydefense I was feeling quite frazzled around theintimidating man. I was hoping he knew what I meant,or maybe he didn’t hear me at all. He never did breakeye contact with my wife as I spoke.“Friends, huh? So that. .. metaphysical boxes, his subconscious refusing to let him imagine any more. So much for loads of compartments! Still he had to start somewhere, so he froze an image of his sword shrouded with lightning, then filled one of the mental boxes with it. Blinking with surprise, he realised that thinking about powers this way was quite helpful, and tiny arcs of electricity flickered playfully along the length of the sword.“You’re right, it’s much easier to think about it that way,” he told the girls. Blushing and being submissive i decide to take it and moan like the good boy i am "o-ohh raze dont" i say almost sounding desperate "don't what slut, this?" he pushes his thumb inside me as i yelp and moan to the sudden penetration "ahh!! R-raze!!" i moan as he just thrusts his thumb inside me for about five minutes "ok enough of that" he says as i feel him get up and drop his pants "im gonna make that hole bigger then your mouth" he says rubbing his length against my hole "n-no!! Not here. Her nipples, both now as it appeared, a bit harder, more pronounced than they had been a moment ago."Whew," I actually said, not realizing I'd voiced my feelings perhaps, though mom smiled almost seductively at me as she once more tucked away her breast back inside her sarong, recreating her original look."Go see what's keeping your brother," she told me. "See if he needs any help with his outfit." I think I'll see if Chris is up for doing that," I told her then. To which dad once more chuckled.