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Like with Aurora, they were accidental rewrites. When I was re-positioning them to make it look like they were fucking each other, I said things out of anger. I didn't understand my powers then. During my rant, I told Chris and his friends that they were all secretly gay. That they only bullied me because they really just wanted to suck each other's cocks. I bet they were doing that right now. So I knew I could fix my family now. It was a shame my younger sister Krystal wasn't home. She was over at her friend Ji-Yun's house. I didn't blame Krystal for wanting to stay as far away from our family as much as possible. But it meant I couldn't give her any instructions during this period of interracial frozen time. Memory of Krystal's and Ji-Yun's asses from this morning as they walked to our college before me burned through my thoughts. The way they held hands made me wonder if they were secretly lesbians. If not, I could make them into secret lesbians. Damn, I loved my powers. I was hard when I reached the bottom of the stairs and marched across the living room. In five strides, I was thrusting open the swinging kitchen door and finding the mayhem inside. A large glass pitcher had shattered, glass spilling across the floor and around my mother. She was cowering in her bathrobe on the linoleum and— The sight arrested me. My mom was wearing her pink bathrobe, and it had half-ripped open from when my father threw her to the floor. Her right breast had popped out, round and soft, a large ring of pink centered around her nipple. The nipple I used to suckle on as a babe. She looked so oral vulnerable, her brown hair half frozen in a tousle about her face. She had her left hand thrust up before her in a warding gesture. Despite the fear on her face, such lust shot through me. My mother's breast looked so inviting. My cock swelled hard in my boxers as I sucking reevaluated my plans. I gazed at my mother, her thighs lush and sleek, peeking out the bottom of her robe's hem. My eyes followed glasses those legs up to inviting shadows between them. The sudden urge to witness the pussy that birthed me shot through my body. "It hurts!" she wailed. She bounced, her tail sweeping back and forth, brushing both girls on either side of me, caressing my chest, adding one more delight. She folded herself in her arms, her modest blouse bunching around her large breasts, her fat cock coiling in her trousers. ---xxx--- Fuck!” I couldn’t interracial stop thinking oral about being groped on the underground that morning. An explosive breath escaped my lips. His choice. "*Harold's middle sister Anne is 17 years old. One guy had spent more than glasses $10,000 on his wife and children during his four year tenure on the board. I am having those same fantasies again, about girls your age, not only doing things with boys your age but also with men, older men, even men older than me. I want to know there is a girl out there doing them in real life.” Mark takes a long drink of his beer. He had come here, to his brother’s business competition, for 4 months. There was lubrication on every nightstand in the house, hers was KY Jelly, he took a dab on his finger to lubricate her vagina, at seventy one she didn't produce nearly as much lubrication as the younger women. Somehow the lack of real sucking money in the firebox reminded me to tell Dakota for me to go to the bank and get some money out for the firebox. I considered telling the girl that I was not afraid of any second rate countryside robbers, but eventually decided against it. "Your father is quite alright with this" Liz said, thinking for a flash second of the night her husband took Presley's virginity.