She turned after he released her and faked like she was getting ready to undress as she shot for the door. He lunged at her grabbing her pony tail and...swung her around forcefully tossing her like a rag doll into my chair. She started to sob uncontrollably as he stood triumphantly in front of us. He started to unbuckle his pants. He said "better get that bitches clothes off motherfucker". He drew out a enormous sized cock as his pants fell to the floor where he stepped out of them revealing his. .. and we can find what we seek ... together..."The woman was now standing just before Calyndi, her eyes seeming to well with tears, her lips quivering."You may find parts of me ... unusual ... but that doesn't matter ... that doesn't make me untrustworthy..."With that comment, Calyndi pushed a bit harder into the woman's mind – after all, convincing her to ignore the large black wings that sprouted from Calyndi's back would otherwise represent quite a challenge.Once she was sure that that last. Looking down I saw that they had my shaft between their mouths, moving up and down. The sensation was beyond belief. Every tiny spot on my cock became a sensitive, throbbing, pleasure-inducing nerve.Before I would blow my load, I wanted to fuck them both. I asked Amanda to stand on her hands and knees and Joan to do the same but on top of Amanda, their pussies inches apart. I started fucking Amanda, then quickly moved to Joan and her tight pussy. I switched every so often between the two. It is one of the few places where standing people have a full picture of the interaction between characters.On my right side, a young woman moves closer to me. She tries to have a better picture as she cannot see the right side of the stage. I barely see her silhouette. She is quite shorter than me, a petite frame. I make some space and indicate with a gest to come where I was myself. I will stand behind her. It is not easy to communicate without making noise disturbing the other people around.