The more I tried to force it, the greater the resistance. After several failed attempts, I opened my eyes. “Why is it harder to form the orb the mor... I force it,” I asked.Petra was the one to answer, “Because there is no need to force the magic. You push the idea of what you want into the mana. You don’t push the mana into the concept.” The clue she gave me brought the memory of burning the bodies. I hadn’t forced anything; I told the mana what I wanted, which made the fire a reality.I closed. It not only bent light around him, but it also refracted x-rays, ultra-violet light, microwave radiation, and just about any other form of radiant energy a person might think of, including heat. It suppressed sound and even minimized the wearer's apparent mass. The boy didn't feel any lighter, but he could have walked across the Sahara Desert without leaving a single footprint to prove he'd been there. This came in very handy as Matt unwittingly passed several of the most advanced motion. I would snap pictures of her in the shower, changing clothes, walking through house nude or anytime she was in a state of undress. Then there was times I would get photos of her passed out or asleep naked. So there were a lot of candid photos. Well back then I would keep these pictures in a photo album that held 4 photo’s per page back then in clear see through pockets. The pictures were 3 x 5 so good viewing. I would keep them hidden away so I could look at them when I wanted to from time to. I said I'd like to have a sixty-nine with me on top, so Mark took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. I quickly climbed on top of him, and as I took his hard cock into my eager mouth, I started grinding my wet pussy onto Mark’s mouth. Rick had a big grin on his face and looked like he'd died and gone to heaven.He kept going back and forth with his camera, first taking photos of me deep-throating Mark’s cock, licking his balls and tonguing his ass, and then getting close-ups of Mark eating.