I groaned, leaning against the tree, my eyes searching for the source of the twig snap. For the unnatural wind. Was it another creature of the Biomanc...r?I groaned. The wind almost sucked at my dick, like it had come alive to give me a blowjob. My cock hardened to its full girth, aching beneath the wind’s sucking. It was such a different experience. No warm, wet mouth, nor flailing tongue caressed my cock. But the pressure was there mixed with strange gusts that teased of the sensitive crown. My. Hastily she pushed her panties down below her knees. And, just before she led Cherie’s willing tongue to her slippery folds, I clearly saw her dark, curly bush and the dangling, engorged labia below. I came at the same time as Carol did, without even touching myself. I made them perform for me again the following night. This time I made Carol the aggressor and the result was the same. Without her knowing why, she obeyed my mental instructions to the letter, even to the extent of laying Cherie. ’ She whispered in reply. ‘The guys’ cab is behind us. We have to sit still.’ I nodded and gasped when I felt her fingers press against my panties. I opened my eyes and found the cabbie staring in the mirror, obviously aware of what was going on in the back of his vehicle. I hoped he wouldn’t crash and opened my legs, allowing Brenda’s fingers to slip under the edge of my panties, finding their way between my pussy lips and straight onto my clitty. Her touch felt like an electric shock making. I was Charles Castillo – yeah, I know, I was getting tired of the Mr. Castle living in Castle Rock jokes – but everyone universally called me Charlie. My wife was Candy … that almost kept us from getting married, she was afraid everyone was going to call her Candy Castle of Castle Rock. We had worked out that whichever one of us came by the house when the other was gone would take care of the mail: dump the junk, pay the bills, etc. Stuff that needed personal handling we would put in one of the.