She laughed and clapped again when I jumped."You can read minds," Adriana said in wonder. "You can't have always been able to do it or you wouldn't be...here!"The buzz was coming from Adriana. It went from a buzz to a flood of words. Goddamn, the girl could think! A different thought stream from her hit me every couple of seconds; sometimes, the streams changed multiple times in the same second."Please stop!" I said to her. "Your thinking is making me dizzy."She sat on her heels."Now, your body. "You pussy feels so good, mom. I can feel it milking my cock. You want this as much as I do".She turned her back, looking at me she shook her head yes. "Fuck me, honey, don't stop...please. Fuck your mom good".I leaned towards her, we kissed. When we did I could feel my cock stiffen even more, my mom felt it too."Are you ready to cum? Are you going to fill my pussy?" Do you want it? Beg for it." Oh yes honey, please, come in my pussy. I want to feel your big cock unload inside me."I. My pussy was already wet, partly from what I was feeling against me and fantasizing about fucking and sucking, and also partly from the pure energy of the reggae beat as it pounded through my body.The music switched to a slightly slower but still hypnotic beat and I swung my ass from side to side grinding deeper as I reached behind and pulled his hands to my breasts with my own and squeezed his hands on my tits showing him what I wanted him to do while I mashed his bulge into a more solid pole. On a quilted blanket of down we held each other without restraint, lost in each others gaze that we had dared not fall prey to in waking hours. For when else but in the forgiving shrouds of dream can one hope to know such perfection without the threat of madness. A timeless passage of hours held me within those eyes until I died to be born anew. My hand brushed hers and made a slow, deliberate ascension along her forearm and passed her elbow where my fingertips could grace to the soft parts of.