That was bad enough, but the two of us felt what the other one felt while we made out, and boy was that ever bizarre. Strange doesn’t begin to descr...be things, but after we got used to that, it was nice to be able to touch him or kiss him and know if he liked it or not. No guessing or having to ask if what you were doing was good or not, you could sense it. With the ‘magic’ we couldn’t help but be bound together so tightly that we were truly one. With the feelings we had towards each other, and. " I saw then she had a little red wagon behind her filled up with boxes of cookies.I saw Linda looking past me. Then she asked, "Is your wife home? It's always good to have several people because folks tend to like different types of cookies." I told her my wife had just left the house and was likely to be gone for a while so she would need to give her pitch to me. I invited Linda into the house.She was a knockout! Blonde hair, blue eyes and a very nice smile. She had on a cute little. .ahhhh" I started groaning as I moved even faster and with even more force. I would have cum by now...but I needed to talk, it had become a key part of my orgasms."Oooh....Daddy..." I moaned lustily before I knew the word had escaped my lips."Yes, my little slut? Do you want Daddy to fuck you, naughty girl?" he asked licking his lips.I was at the verge of an orgasm. Nothing seemed to matter to me anymore as I let myself scream:"Fuck me Daddy! Fuck your naughty little girl! Push your big cock in. "Woo-hoo! I stopped walking and turned towards Pamela, who did the same. I gently took her head, inclined my own to the right and kissed her. This was definitely Kazallu experience, because Martin had never kissed a girl like this.After a couple of seconds of kisses, I stopped thinking of anything but Pamela's lips, her neck and face, and eventually, her tongue. It was she who finally pulled back. Both of us were breathing heavily. Her face and neck were flushed; mine were probably, too. I.