" Hold on Annie" I said, "I'll do what they want."I hurried out of the house, got in my pick up truck and headed down the street. I turned the corner ...and parked. I got out and started walking back to the house. I could get there and get in the back door of the garage without being seen because there were no windows on the north side of the house. I didn't know how things would turn out; I might even be making a huge mistake, but I had to do what I was going to do.I was not stupid. If I did what. ’ There was just the slightest delay before her hand and then the arm began floating up from the couch and didn’t stop until she was reaching straight up. It really did seem to float. Her hand, limp at the wrist seemed to draw her arm up from the couch much as a helium balloon draws the attached ribbon behind it. Her elbow was eventually drawn straight and her hand soon followed so she was reaching up to the ceiling. ‘Emily, can you feel your arm floating above you?’ ‘Yes I can but it’s so. Once I get it in comfortably I start pumping it hard, in and out of both my pussy and asshole. It feels so good being stuffed in both holes. I can feel my orgasm quickly building toward release, so I pump as fast as I can, harder, faster, harder, faster, until it hits me. I tense up and arch my back so far that I'm almost standing up, and relax as it passes and I collapse back into my chair. I sat there for a few minutes recovering and finally open my eyes.There in the glass in front of me is. His soft lips open, his tongue exploring. We kissed, open mouthed, sensually, passionately, erotically before he returned his attention to my cock and brought me to another, earth shattering orgasm. I don’t know if it was curiousity, but it was shortly after that that I felt his cock for the first time. I brushed my finger tips against him, like he had done to me. Even through his pants, I could feel his girthy, hard cock was huge. I think int made me want to see him, to feel him, even more. I.