Just as a lot of Midnight's power is disguised with holographics, my ability to fly is disguised as being done with jets in the boots, shoulders and b...ck of the suit. The jets, while real, produced negligible amounts of thrust. They're strictly for show — anti-gravity is the real power. Aerodynamic flight controls are also achieved with the use of complementary secondary gravitic fields, and although the science behind it was beyond me, the application of it soon prove to be far more natural. ......By chance Kristen and I both hit our fertile time together. We arranged for the young ones to be away and in good hands for the whole weekend. Hey, that alone is difficult. Osei comes home early on a Friday, which is normal, to a quiet house. We have Barry White playing and the kitchen chalk board is on a chair by the front door with a message "Two fertile lovers need attention" with a collection of velcro hand and ankle cuffs sharing the chair with a bottle of Cialis. Just imagine. I lowered my mouth to her right nipple and encircled it with my tongue, sucking lightly. My left hand was unoccupied and I sent it on a mission to her ass, roaming and squeezing. She squirmed but said nothing, as I sucked the nipple in hard and then snapped it with my tongue. “Ohhhh”, she whimpered. My lower hand found the inside of her thighs rubbing against both at once as they moved upward. “Nooooooo, don’t, don’t,” and she clamped her legs together tightly. I moved my mouth to her left. Her head and hands are a blur, she’s trying to inhale me, to make me part of her. She’s swallowing me, all of me on every stroke, I can feel the back of her throat. Her hand begins to massage the spot between my balls and my asshole, I can’t take it any more. With a near scream, the orgasm stiffens my body bringing off the bed. My cum shoots into her mouth and she squeezes me dry, bringing every drop into her. She climbs up next to me and spoons against my body.I wake up and feel her skin next.