" We raced down the path to their cabin, and got there just as Eric was pressing his dick to Randy's rose. "ERIC STOP!" we both yelled. His eyes were ...lazed over with his sexual desire, only momentarily hesitating before he started his plunge. I reached out with my mind and stopped the motion before it completed, then had to stop Randy from sitting down on it, his own mind lost in lust. Eric was frantically trying to pull Randy onto him with his hands, so I took control of their bodies and made. Making her sit on my left side, I twisted her around so that she was sitting on the bed with her back towards me. Reaching around her from both sides, I put the ear-phones in her ear, and switched on the walkman.As the music began to play in her ears, she turned back to look at me, a broad grin adorning her thin angular face. “Oh that ... that sounds so good...” she exclaimed a bit loudly.I laughed and pulled her by her shoulder towards me, causing her to fall back against me, her back leaning. A pile of chicken bones was the only clue to what they had eaten remaining on their table. Even their beer glasses were completely drained.Hunter noticed a copy of the Wall Street Journal poking out of the side pocket of an oversized purse at their table. One of them, at least, had an appetite for more than food. In Paris the Journal was a pricey and unusual commodity, not something he expected from two frumpy old ladies.He almost dropped his cup as he put two and two together. The problem with. After processing all of these thoughts through my head, I was done fucking around. I grabbed Mandy by her hips and used her like a fuck doll, pushing and pulling her entire body along the length of my cock. Mandy’s muscles seemed to lock up, her face froze, and I knew what was about to happen. Mandy squirted with such force that her cum blasted all the way up to my face. My chest and stomach were immediately soaked. Her hips bucked in silence until Mandy let out a banshee’s scream that could.