She looked down the couch, past Klaus, at Nichole. Ernie was sitting forward and facing Nichole now, his hand still in her panties and his fingers lew...ly pumping in and out of her vagina. His free hand was unbuttoning the top of her dress and, as Kim watched, she saw one of Nichole's magnificently formed breasts billow and bulge as its firmness was forced out of her brassiere. The naked tit gleamed whitely in the room--its nipple taut and dark... inviting. All around the room, all around her,. You're SO sweet, and such a good person. And we already told you how beautiful we think you are. Why should you be surprised when we think you're sexy, too?"I could see Susan thinking it over, and decided that a little of my own special assistance might be useful. I reached into her mind to help her; when I was done, she was as relaxed and happy to be with us as she'd ever been - and even more trusting and confident of herself and her judgments. Better still, she had finally accepted the truth. Somehow it seemed I was going deeper than ever. Balls deep. How could that be. But I kept fucking her hard. Thinking about the things I'd seen, the things that had happened. Oh I fucked her hard, harder and deeper than I'd ever gone with anyone. Dawn began to chant, some incomprehensible language. I fucked her, oh yes I did. Then I looked down, her ass facing up at me, what should have been her puckered anus was open, gaping open. I look down, down, like looking into the fiery pits of hell. I. He sat down next to her and she pulled away from me. “You guys okay?”I nodded.“Yes. I was just telling my husband what a fantastic lover you are.”His hand dropped to her thigh and he smiled. “Thank you. I’m glad you feel that way.”“And are you satisfied with me?” she asked him. “I mean, we must all be much alike between the sheets.”“Not at all,” he answered. “I’ve met many who, though are with you, are not really with you, if you see what I mean. To some, I am just a good fuck but for a few, I.