What kind of a crate are they flying?" Ilyushin," I interupted."That's just what I was thinking ... it's an illusion." Chuck Taylor sighed. "Tim? Are ...e dead?" Not yet, " said Tim."Yes," broadcast the Mariner."Sort of," said Wendy into her mike. "It depends on my watch." Chuck?" I interrupted, "that plane Tim is flying? It's Italian. It's a Fascist aircraft built by Fiat. It's called a G55. It's so new it's not in the recognition manual. There's more ... this Ilyushin Il-14 wasn't built until. Becky sucking my nipples and licking my clit while you both fuck me unconscious.”“Fuck yeah,” Adam groaned as his aunt stroked his cock. “I’ve never done a girl in the ass before.”“Mmm. I’ll clean up for you and we’ll do it soon. Right now, I need fucked.”Using the convenient handle she already held, Christine led her nephew to the bedroom. He kicked off his shoes as soon as they crossed the threshold, and she pulled off her shirt. In short order, they were nude and sharing a hungry. "So, what is everyone doing today?" Sarah asked as she sipped her juice.Whatever was said next, I don't have a clue. I could hear lots of voices talking but couldn't make out what they were saying. I was focused on Sarah's hand slowly sliding up and down her juice glass. Occasionally she would slide a finger or her thumb around the rim, circling it. I imagined her hand around my cock again as I became lost in watching her.She glanced my way and saw I was mesmerized by what she was doing. She. Sounded like magic, but they'd demonstrated it worked. Besides, Dave and Bob could always tell what mood I'm in and sometimes even my thoughts -- Bob had told me he was working on some telempathic abilities.I asked Ana, "Did he and Natalie learn to do it a week or so ago? I'd only met her a few times before; she'd dressed so plainly like she was trying to be unattractive. Then suddenly she seemed to blossom, came over with Bob and began dancing."Ana looked at me a bit strangely. "Bob never.