My raging hormones blocked any capacity for rational thought. At this point, I was more a****l than man. Bottom of the stairs now.I could barely walk,...but I forced myself to turn the corner and enter the kitchen. Two plates were already on the table, one for my mother and one for me, just like every day. Mom was at the kitchen counter with her back to me, adding some last-minute seasoning to the chicken that had just come out of the oven."I'm just about to bring everything to the table, hun.". “I want your cock buried in my pussy.” She breathed out in his ear. Of course Michael wanted to comply with her wishes; she was HOT. After all, Millie had long, wavy dirty blonde hair and emerald green eyes. Her olive skinned complexion was perfect and he legs were long and slender. Her breasts were perky, natural and D-cup sized; they fit perfectly with her hourglass figure and big ass. And Michael wasn’t too bad himself; he had muscles and a 12 pack, and not to mention the fact that his penis. It works! “You're right. Just hurry up and leave so I can get on with my life.” She said, frustrated with my presence. Now, it's time to see if I can really test these abilities. I pushed to read her mind. Hm, she really does have some feelings. Time to take advantage of them, like she did to me. “Now here's the thing. You still miss me. What's holding you from coming back?” I pushed a command for her to tell me her feelings. “I… I don't know. I just feel bad for all that I've done to you, and. Seriously, this owner was selling the girls/situation big time!So, back to the final event. The men got to the club early, like around 8PM. So, there you had over 30 sex hungry guys waiting. The women were told to show up in heels, their winter coat, and that is all. My wife was one of the three who showed up; although, we thought there was going to be five or more females when my wife was dropped off. Dropped her off at 9PM. It looked like a warehouse entrance, and she went through the service.