As I watched through her eyes when showering, I saw her wild jungle of dark pubes.While in her mind I learned that I could hear all of her thoughts, I...also experimented with trying to give her my thoughts. When in the shower I made her think about where to wash next and I could hear her own thoughts fighting me, she was questioning why she was thinking these things.After a little time I learned that I had to be subtle, I couldn't just make her think about running through campus naked after a. She is dressed in stiletto heels, a very brief white crotch-less g-string and an open bra, which highlight her tanned body.“Thirty-four C, and still firm,” she smiles as I admire her tits and big erect nipples. “And a good firm ass still,” she smiles as she turns to show me two very well proportioned, naked ass cheeks highlighted by her white g-string.She tells her husband to open his dressing gown, sit down, relax and watch. I note that he has an impressive erection already.“Come and join us. Completely naked I can see that in addition to his skinny arms, he has extremely skinny legs, which make his enormous gut even that much more prominent. He has bad posture and stoops over a bit, and I can't tell if it's something genetic or physical or if it's from a life of cowering, hunched over. He walks over to a camera on a tripod and starts pressing buttons until I see a small red light come on. His wife yells at him, "Bring that little dick over here so can compare it to this Bull's. He wants to scream but cannot. The scream isfocused in his cock and can only be loosed one way.He thrusts hard into her and begins a series of longmovements to bring on the inevitable release. Thesmooth sawing of her softness, the milking motions ofthe walls of his encasement, the heat and wetness sendhim to a place in his head that no dreams have evergone. He fills her with his flesh and his seed. Hekneels transfixed after the deed.The cloud clears after a while. She is still lyingwith.