' 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 ...ll 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 question. "How long have you been able... ?" Not exactly. I got good grades because I could 'feel' what the teachers wanted. I'm. Wo jese pagal ho rahi thi .Usne merte kapde utar diye aur mene uske .Wo bra aur penty mein mya kayamat lag rahi thi baap re..Fir mein uske under arm pe kiss kiya aur uske boobs dabane laga.Wo dhire dhire moan karne lagi.Mene uski bra nikal di aur uyske boobs ko chumne laga.Wo woli janu maar dalo aj mujhe apne hathiar se .Mein bola hathira ko ta tej kr do to bo mere underwear utar kar mere lund ko chusne lagi.Wo woli ki juamnu tumhara to missile hai hathiyar nahi .Mein bola apni traget ko do. . lips . . ." she said around the silver tube as she ran it over her mouth. "Long . . . red . . . fingernails . . . tight little dress . . . fuck-me shoes . . ." The mental image made me wild. I stepped between her legs and took her. Her ass had been opened by the shoes and fingers but only the first inch or so was slick and wet. I reamed her anyway, forced myself down her unlubed guts. I slapped her ass with one hand and pushed deeper into her."Open it up! Take it, whore!" I yelled and slapped. " Her arms were flailing around. Her head rockedback and forth. She tried to talk some more, but all she could do wasgasp. "Oh... Oh... N-No..."It sure looked like somebody or some_thing_ was fucking her. Her legsjerked some, and her hips began to move. Her moans changed. "No... no-n-n-yes... Yes... Yes... Oh, G-d, Yes!" Her back was arched, and herhips were bucking. "YEESSSSS!" she screamed.She collapsed on the ground. Panting like she'd just run ten miles;gasping. I watched her.