I groaned as my butt-cheeks smacked into his crotch. Mom's mouth nuzzled into my pussy.I squealed, my asshole clenching on Daddy's cock, as Mom feaste... on my cunt. Daddy fucked my bowels up and down his dick. The velvety friction now sent heat wafting through my nethers, meeting the delight Mom churned in my cunt.The slut devoured me with such hunger. Her eyes were glassy with delight as she tasted my cunt. She nuzzled through my folds, licking and fluttering her tongue, teasing me. I squirmed. How could she know what I was thinking and feeling without me saying a single thing. I knew on some level that we were connected, that we shared this telepathic ability, but when she went and just read my mind and my emotions like that, it scared me.As scary as it was, what she said made sense. Natural abilities were ultimately products of our genetics and our environment. So, my natural abilities had a bit of a different spin. How did that differ from the baseball player who made millions of. I knew that I had to be the one to go back tothe camp tomorrow, since I had been the one to walk awayin anger. So, I had lost the fight. I came to the big, sliding barn door and pushed itopen slightly. I looked inside and waited awhile for myeyes to adjust to the darkness. Just then there was aflash of lightning, and in a glimpse I saw that I hadbeen right about the hay. So I entered the barn. It wasrelatively dry, although the air was certainly humid. Itook my damp clothes off and hung. Nothing to worry about.Nothing to worry about? But of course, I did.Two days later, return train tickets from Paddington to Marlow arrived with instructions that a driver would meet me at the station. And so there I was, lying in the sun at a large country house, surrounded by a bunch of bloated middle-aged toffs. I hadn’t been formally introduced to any of them, but from the brief appraisal that Sally gave me on my arrival, I felt I knew their character. Privileged. It didn’t take a genius to.