They weren’t dressed any different from their friends and fellow students except for the fact that they weren’t wearing any panties and made me ve...y aware of the fact by spreading their legs whenever my attention turned towards them during the lecture. At first, I wasn’t sure of what I was seeing and modestly averted my glance to prevent any embarrassment. The reaction I got was a short giggle and a whisper by the two to each other. By this stage, I was getting uncomfortable and it. We moved so my dick touched her inside in different places. She found that arching her back was the best as I just caught that magic spot. We carried on making love. We were so relaxed with each other we felt like we could do this all day. It just felt so natural.We both felt an orgasm starting, we knew how well our brains were already connected, even when we were miles away. When we were next to each other it was even closer. As I slowly pushed myself inside her, I played with her clit, Carrie. When we got back I told Sherrie I needed a shower. "You don't like being our cum slut!", she said. "Ha, I need a change of clothes too", I told her. As I was showering, Sherrie came into the shower. "I need to shower too", she told me. I helped her soap her body. Sherrie has great tits. I massaged them with the soap. I asked Sherrie to turn around. As I continued massaging her tits I slid one hand down and started fingering her pussy. I could tell from the moans that she was enjoying it. After. I swallowed, concentrating, and her aura sprang up red. Not the bronze of a Shaman, but the red of a Warlock. Her emerald eyes widened as she stared back at me."It's gone, Mark!" my wife sobbed. "Someone stole our Gift!"A sinking feeling entered my stomach. What did that mean?"I am completely baffled, sir," Sam replied an hour later as our inner circle met in the Matmown in the mansion's basement. It reeked of musk, and the air was thick with dust. We hadn't needed the Matmown since the Demon.