Three pulled out. “Your turn, One. Break his ass and make it burst with your load.”The prospect of getting his rectum filled to the brim with the ...otent sauce of this steroid-oozing exemplary male human specimen made Mark’s heart jump in anticipation. A quick glance seeking approval in his wife’s face got rewarded with a clement smile.“Fuck me,” he aspirated.“What?” Three demanded those words be repeated and spanked Mark.“Fuck me and...” Mark muttered.“Louder!” Two barked and nodded to Three. If the second possibility was true, then the abilities and knowledge of how to use them is in our DNA and everyone has the potential of using the abilities, but the smoke gave us access to the knowledge. Cathy and I felt that the second possibility was the most likely.We speculated that these were ancient abilities that had once been accessible to everyone. However, we couldn't decide if the abilities were dormant and the smoke activated the abilities, or if the smoke allowed us to access the. She pointed to a pole with leather straps at each end.“That’s a spreader bar. You’ll see two of them. Take one and go behind me. You’ll figure out what to do with it from there.”Emma picked it up and knelt down behind Jess. She checked out Jess’ firm, white ass cheeks and the pink pussy below it.Emma held the bar for a moment, examining it, before deducing what it did. Then understanding dawned on her.Placing it flat on the floor, the bar went between Jess’ ankles and Emma spread her legs. Could Jennifer and Jimmy truly be mother and son? Jennifer looked so young yet she could have been much older. Was she really old enough to be Jimmy's mother? Maybe they had just been having a sexual fantasy. It would be an incredibly sexy situation if they were really mother and son. She shivered at the thought. She had to know the truth.If Rhonda had been a fly on the wall in the Henson bedroom that afternoon, she would have known the answer. She would have also been incredibly.