“Jeremy, welcome to our little club! I hope you’re feeling better. Charlie didn’t mean to scare you. What all can YOU do?”It’s like I heard ...er clear as day, yet her lips never moved. I thought back to her, “Um, besides this? Um, well, I can kinda tell what people are thinking and I can sometimes get people to do what I want them to do. Other than that, though, nothing.”That’s when I realized my face was flush up against her bodacious breasts and she was cradling me like a baby. She must not. But that being said, many of us would rather be like youthen like us. Our hearts go out to you.This is my story, a story of identity. I started out writing a fantasyshort story, because that's what I like to read. But instead it keptgetting longer and getting deeper in to myself. I realized at some point Iwas writing about my life. So I broke it down into chapters, chapters thatrange from a rating of G to a X. Its a story of teens learning to grow upin the 60's and 70's. The nuclear family and. “Am I a good fuck? Do you like my cock in you?” Sarah teases again and again as she digs her nails into my ass cheeks and thrusts the dildo into me.“I am enjoying this, I feel sexually empowered with a cock and using it on you. I could really get used to doing this.“Look at the size of Mike’s cock, he is rock hard for you.“Or is it for both of us?“And I want it very soon.“And I want you to watch and enjoy. Maybe you will get another erection? I would like you to. Then you can masturbate for. What room are you in?" Presidential Suite." Gail massaged Bill's crotch then smiled. The ladies staggered to the elevator and headed to the top floor. Once in the room, the dresses were piled on a sideboard while Gail poured everyone another shot. Brandy unhooked Denise's bra and her huge tits sagged slightly. Brandy then unhooked Paula's so her B-cupped joys came into view. The two of them quickly ganged up on Brandy to strip her of her bra. By then all the ladies were in nothing but.