I pull him tight against me with the hand cradling his buttocks, and lips to his ear whisper, “I want you to come for me Alex.” He shivers, moans ...n the back of his throat. Fluid dripping down and gathering in my hand, letting it slide across the surface faster and with greater ease. The vein on the back, a rope under my fingers as I slid along it. My fingers tightening, and releasing, working him in my hand. His groans are louder, and he pumps his hips into my fist, thrusting hard against me. " What are we going to do?" a Watcher asked."I jacked into the baby," I said. "I don't know where she died, but I know what it looks like." She's dead?" he asked. I chose not to repeat myself."The inside of a house isn't going to do much good," Eleanor said after a few seconds."She was stoned in the town square," I replied. "They knocked her unconscious before I could jack from her to someone else." If non-Telepathics heard it, the range is limited, at least somewhat," Elijah said."She had. I see it and hear it all the time. She's hot, really hot. But at school, she's thought of as an ice queen and blue-ball maker and in fact, my folks wouldn't let her date until she was sixteen.We're both well hung, my brother and me; it runs in the family, so I'm sure I've got the equipment to do the job. My cock, after that last growth spurt that got me up to over six feet tall, now measures almost eight inches long and seven inches around. It stands almost straight out from my hairy groin and. I was going to listen to them talking but thought I best go back to the washing machine and put our underwear in. It was then that I noticed my white panties were back in the pile. When I picked them up, they were damp and there was a stain in the gusset. I looked to see if Wayne or mum was looking and raising them to my nose smelt a sort of musky smell. I was naïve but I knew Wayne must have masturbated into them. This made me horny and yes, I knew I shouldn’t think of Wayne that way but I.