I believe that it’s because the conscious mind simply isn’t strong enough to properly control the spirit power straight away and requires practice... much like anything else in regards to your body, think of it like muscle memory if you want.“I also believe the true spirit is a reflection of your subconscious and once you merge with it in the spirit realm it will assist you subconsciously with your control. The old madman’s of the opinion that it’s not to do with practice and subconscious control. Night time arrived about thirty minutes out of Roanoke Rapids. When it was sufficiently dark, Bess laid her head down in my lap. She looked up and smiled at me when she realized my cock was hard.I took her action to mean she wanted to suck my cock and I was more than willing to accommodate her. Opening my fly, I let my hard cock loose. Bess quickly engulfed it, as I let out an audible moan.“Shoo,” she said and went back down on my cock.It took all my will power not to cry out. This girl was a. The three couples eagerly and passionately embraced. Only Jessie and Andy could hug each other with anything remotely approaching a clear conscience, but Gwen and Harry clung to their respective lovers with the same frantic enthusiasm as the other two."We've all brought our diverse forms of transport along." announced Andy. "I have a lorry, Bill has an antiquated and possibly none too reliable BMW and Jim has his latest pride and joy, a Bentley. Take your pick, ladies - the final stage of your. I squeezed my swollen cunt lips together tightly and felt a rush of excitement and butterflies fluttering in my stomach.I stroked his strong calf muscles with my right hand and caressed him right up to his balls, which I gently squeezed as my head bobbed back and forth on his steely cock.“Oh fuck!” he groaned and almost lost balance as his knees went weak from the kilowatts of pleasure I was delivering to his cock. In our excitement we had completely forgotten the couch that was just behind.