As Jim dropped his pants, I got the biggest shock of my life – his cock was at least 2 inches longer than mine and his circumcised head was dripping...with pre-cum. “Well, what can we do with this situation”, added a smiling Joan who mentioned that she had never seen Jim so hard in many a year….in fact ever since they had a threesome some years ago. With that she slipped off her panties and sat down beside me. Caressing her swollen fat and now moist hairy labia she purred, “Robert, as well as. I saw she had hooked fingers at the sides of the denim and was peeling them slowly down her legs. As they came off, I held my breath. It was as if my every fiber of existence was tied to the slow descent of her pants. I had even stopped stroking myself as her pants settled about her ankles. As her hands came up, they grabbed the thin cords of what was clearly a G-string and pulled the silky material tightly into the folds of was obviously a hairless pussy. She shivered as it squeezed what. I asked, "Do you see me talking to you?"He nodded.I slid into his mind. "Do you see me talking to you, now?"His eyes went wide, then he shook his head 'no'. In his mind, he went, Holy fuck! I was right!Back to verbal speech, I asked, "Am I the only person you've ever heard in your mind?" Yeah. Well, sometimes, I think I know what someone is thinking before they say it, but I think everybody does that, don't they?" Yes, pretty much everybody can make a pretty good guess at what someone else is. I’ve kept asking him to do it but he thinks it’s gross to go down there.” She moaned as I quickened the pace of my tongue movements. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as I brought her ever so close to release. She must have thought I forgot, but she was wrong. I slowed down and stopped and her eyes shot open. “Why won’t you let me? Why won’t you ever let me cum?!” I told her she has to answer my questions and then I take full care of her. After hearing this, she finally gave up..