“That feels nice,” she said, convulsively catching her breath like she had been sobbing.“Bad dream?”“Uh-ha.”“Who was that?” he asked.�...�I’m not sure,” she replied still groggy. “Wait a second. Did we just have the same dream together?”They often experienced similar feelings, thoughts and even dreams, especially when their heads were pressed together. Over the years, Mom had witnessed such episodes and was certain that their minds were trying to communicate on the same wave lengths. Dad would. Yeah thats right I thought to myself, suck that black nut. Droll was running out of my mouth, and I exploded juices from my pussy as I pressed his lips around the ball and whispered for him to suck on it. "Mmmm...mmmm ahhhhh yes baby..do it" I was moaning in shear delight as I came so hard and fast, and was ready for more at this point. How far could I get my husband to go, I wondered, as I have done everything he ever asked of me. I've done gang for him, I've eaten pussy in a 3 way with him,. "Normally, two girls in one bathroom at the same time is a recipe for conflict, but we had no trouble coordinating our movements. We showered together and had a delightful time soaping and washing each other. I couldn't think of a spot before she had a washcloth on it and I did the same for her. I couldn't read her thoughts as she did mine, but I could feel what she felt and I knew exactly where to rub and how hard. It felt like we were one person with four arms and legs.I shaved for both of us. They couldn't believe I wasn't hurt, either.When I got home, I called Stacey to tell her what had happened. She was surprised as to what had happened but seemed totally unfazed by the fact that I was okay. She asked if we could get together some time that weekend, so we set a time on Saturday. That night I had another raging boner that simply would not go away, no matter how many times I wanked off. I went to bed exhausted.That Saturday, as I was driving over to see her, I got caught in a.