For several moments it looked completely hopeless for Rich.Rich wasn’t about to go down without a fight and seeing this made me focus my attention o... helping him take down as many as he could.And I wasn’t alone. The telepathic fog all but dissipated when the pickle spell ended and the mad crowd spell began. From every direction, trained telepaths started picking off the possessed mutes one by one.Rich was starting to falter, however, and no matter how hard I and the others tried to knock the. Bucking like a rogue fire hose, his cock blasts out spurt after spurt of hot semen, splattering over me. I have never seen one guy cum so much, in real life or in a porno. Part of me wants to just stare and admire the sight, even while I’m scrambling backward to avoid the shower.With a strangled cry he tries to catch the rest of the downpour in his cupped hands, but it overflows and splashes down onto the pale carpet.We look at each other, bemused.“Well that was… impressive…” I say faintly. I. "Now, if Sylvia will only stop licking you, I'm going to fuck your arse".Martha whimpered. It had been a long time since someone had last forced a cock up there- an apathetic old boyfriend occasionally came in her arse once in a while. But that was four or five years ago and it had seen no action since. Slightly worried, she turned round to Sylvia, who winked and nodded. "Don't worry" she said with a reassuring smile and wink. "Derek is a gent."Martha, not very convinced, turned again to the. I think I know of a place I can hide, in a thick patch of rhododendrons.”“Seriously? Wow, that’s hot. Let’s do it next weekend.”~~~So, the following Saturday afternoon found us on our way to the woods. Will was wearing a pair of loose shorts with nothing underneath, and a plain white t-shirt. In his backpack he’d got a spare shirt (“In case the other one gets cum on it”), and a packet of wet-wipes to clean up any other mess. I was wearing a dark shirt and short black skirt, so I’d blend into.