" I'll take the dry cleaning," I commented. 'Wendy? One hour or two day?' I thought to ask.'Oh ... My ... God! I heard you.' A strange voice was in my...head.'Seven?' 'Daddy?' A chorus of thoughts questioned.It wasn't just Seven who heard me. Four girls, four boys and Seven all started asking assorted versions of, 'I hear voices in my head, am I going crazy?'The room was crowded by kids and wives.It must be the water. The kids had never broadcast or received before."Seven?" I vocalized my. Amara, oblivious to his inner turmoil gasped at the feeling of fullness that assailed her. She couldn’t speak for a moment, the pain had been sharp, but now….the intense pleasure jarring through her nerve endings was overriding it entirely. Jerome’s body trembled from the effort of holding back, she was so hot and wet and tight. ‘Don’t hold back, jer, please, I need you….’ His hands shot out to grasp her hips and pin them against the large rock as he slammed into her. They both twisted and. ..she felt him pull her legs apart and bury his face right in her cunt...his tongue flicking her clit and darting inside her....Kate opened her eyes and looked at her flushed face in the mirror...fuck this felt good, really good, her master licked and sucked her clit, lapping up all the juice as it ran out her pussy, Kates breath started to get deeper and she felt her legs quiver, her master just held on to her tighter, he knew what he was doing, he knew she was getting close and he wasnt going. Anyways, as the nite progressed, I noticed that John was playfully teasing Amanda. At first Amanda would blush and put her head down in a sort of shy manner however the more wine she had the more she started to tease back. We all have a good few laughs and Amanda had a lovely knee length skirt on and as she sat her legs was slightly open. I was sitting opposite and was crying to catch a peek in between her legs. John often put his hand on her legs however she thought nothing of it and simply.