This was a form of brainwashing, my own mind filling with detail and trivia from Sarah?s past and present, the content of her memory banks being injec...ed into my brain. I looked through her eyes, seeing her sisters, feeling the warmth and love that they radiated to their sister. My own thoughts seemed to be repressed as if the stronger persona of the actual body owner was taking over the invading soul that was living within it. "I need to have a pee and a shower," my voice said to the girls as. . . Hard! . . . " , she kissed again " . . . Young cock and fuck me in the . . .!!!" Her breath was hot in his ear as she whispered her idea, pleased at his excited response.After a long afternoon of power shopping, Randi, Andrea and their daughters sat outside Smith& Wollensky's enjoying the unseasonably warm weather and some liquid refreshment."What are you girls up for this evening?" Randi asked as she sipped her Chardonnay."Um . . . I thought we could see a movie." Katie responded, her eyes. ”Encouraged, I took more of him in and sucked harder.“Use some tongue,” Trevor suggested.I tried that, using my tongue to stroke him while I sucked. Slowly, I took more in, wondering how far I could take him before I gagged. His head was close to the top of my throat when I realized I was hitting my limit, so I held him there and doubled down on the sucking and licking.Glancing upwards, I saw that Malcolm had mounted his partner’s face so that Trevor could give him a blowjob. The big man’s. To be fair, it wasn't that muchof a house; a bedroom and small bathroom upstairs; a sitting roomopening straight off the pavement; and a back kitchen. Still it waswarm, comfortable, and suited me fine. I was perfectly happy there withmy books, music and cat!My cat; Simba was a magnificent black tom with a white front and paws.He was scared of nothing and had seen off all rivals in the street. Iwas therefore surprised, one evening, late in November, to hear Simbapawing and the door and meowing.