Four of a kind!!!" "Fuck no" said Tom "Fuck yes" said Bill"W-WW-WAIT" said Johnny "This was all my fault...do me...leave him out of it" he pleaded. "N... way...one in all in" said Max and with that the old men took one boy each and forced them to their knees. "Suck on that you little sluts" ordered Max as he and Bill flipped out their big, thick cocks. Both the boys staired stunned at the cocks in front of them. The old men decided that was enough staring and grabbed the boys heads and rammed. The two youngsters were not so lucky and I was definitely not pleased.I sent a quick message to Sally over the link, a picture of what I wanted, and ended with an emphatic 'NOW!' She grinned maliciously across the table at me and set to her task. I quickly re-focused my total attentions on Nicole.Now that Nicole was 'at rest, ' it was easier for me to link up to her, even in an anemic manner. I resisted any urge to dig into her past or to leave post-hypnotic suggestions. It wouldn't have been. My fingers search and your legs part, welcoming the intrusion. Welcoming me to explore. “Touch me again. Touch me there.” And my finger finds the little nub, already swollen. And I touch you there. Again your body spasms and your hips arch upwards, thrusting at the air. “Don’t stop.” I can feel the wetness flowing from your body. My fingers search for the opening and slowly, gently, enter your body. Your hips arch upwards, and my finger plunges deeply into you. Your. This was not an obvious man in corset and heels, nor even a transvestite making a valiant effort to pass as a woman. This was an outstanding example of femininity at its finest, clearly and unmistakably a girl just on the trembling threshold of womanhood. Beech didn't know the statistics that indicated most young men had at one time or another experimented with women's clothes, usually from a mother or older sister and only in private. He hadn't himself, though, ever. The rapidly arriving.