I opened my eyes to see that he was dripping warm oil on and around my dick. When he saw that I was looking at him, he smiled again and said, almost l...ke a rhetorical question, “I massage your penis, yes. Full relaxation.”He reached for my penis and began to slowly rub the hard flesh. He smoothly pulled the foreskin up and down over the enlarged head with one hand while his other hand cupped my aching tight balls. He massaged my balls with his palm as he deftly manipulated my erection to even. Whenever they got close to a plate, they would tip over slightly and the spatula would dish as much of the stirfry as the person wanted. When that person signaled to stop, the cooking pot would level back off and then float off to the next one.“Now that’s an interesting use of Telekinesis,” Ben said from beside me. “How hard is something like that?”“Given enough practice, not too hard,” I answered. “I probably wouldn’t be able to lift the pot just yet, just from the amount of food in it, but I. As their glasses went back on the table, they began gentle kissing and petting each other. Nick turned around to kiss her and stroked her hair back, which she had always enjoyed. “Honey! You want a massage”? Nick asked her and she only ‘mmmd’ to answer him with her eyes closed. He watched her obsessively as she took off her top and the bra. She definitely had the gorgeous breasts and the most perfect nipples. Nick reached out and drew her half naked body to himself, loving the feel of her cool. .. important.”She nodded and laid her head against my chest again, seeking comfort in the certainty of my body. “I’ll miss her.”“Me too,” I said, my voice raspy with pent-up emotion.My chest was tight and I felt a growing knot in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t want to believe it. A car accident. Just some random thing.Random hurts.Some time later, I don’t know how long, the phone rang. My wife stepped back and wiped her eyes, smiling bleakly at me.I cleared my throat and then picked up the.