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James remained conscious, though he had to admit that a nap did sound nice after such an exhausting ordeal. But he now had the time to himself that he'd sought, so he got to his feet, big shook off his fatigue, and walked down the hall to his bedroom. Inside, he found Claire and Sam right where he had tits left them over 24 hours before. The two husks hadn't moved an inch in that time, compelled by their master's command to stay put. They stared vacantly at James, his presence only barely registering in their simple minds. "Let's give this a shot…" James thought to himself. Shutting the door behind him, he climbed onto his bed and sat down cross-legged. He mentally ordered Claire and Sam to do the same, and they followed his example, moving slowly and mechanically. Face to face with the two husks, James revisited his options and decided to try using his own magic instead of Lilith's to revert Claire and Sam to their original state. Reaching out with his hands, he placed a palm against both husks' foreheads and closed his eyes. He resumed the calm breathing and careful channeling of his magic that had been interrupted earlier by Lindsay. Focusing his energy and dipping into the vast reserves of power that dwelt within him, he tried to look into Claire and Sam's minds. There was very little to observe; the husks had no real thoughts in their heads beyond a blind devotion to James and an endless yearning to fuck anything they could. With James' growing understanding of magic, he could tell that the husks had no power of their own, not even the faintest trace of sexual energy. They were completely empty, fueled entirely by James' power. He could tell that if something ever happened to him, Sam and Claire would pay the price too. James frowned; he couldn't let that happen. Probing deeper, James found teen the pussy remnants of his own sexual energy that drove and sustained them. Intertwined with the husks' identities, James' magic had bonded to their very souls, suppressing everything they were. His power over the two went much further than the extreme obedience or sexual responses he could command over others; the husks were physical extensions of his magic. Sexual energy given form. "If I separate my sexual energy from them, will that fix them?" James wondered. He opened his eyes and pulled his hands away from the husks. Was such a thing even possible? Could he meddle with their souls without harming them? If he failed amateur to safely remove the magic, he could leave them braindead or worse. Her long dark hair was tied into big a bun with a yellow ribbon. Tamara giggled beneath me. “Mmm, he's your bitch.” "How's life?" I just made my husband wait until after we were married – to not use a condom, or to even finish inside me while he was wearing a condom…” I popped them in amateur and we continued looking round. What if James came out of his tits bedroom? Both looked a little dejected until they saw the next ‘obstacle’. Having sucked Amy's brother's cock not an hour earlier, she began to display what she had learned from that act as pussy she pursed her lips, making his entry more and more difficult . . . “I won't be mad or anything.” He loved the light blue shirt she had on as it showed most of her bare shoulders and arms. teen