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Revision as of 11:08, 15 January 2018
My talent has been developing for a few months, I can hear people's thoughts but only surface ones, it takes a bit of practice but I am good enough now to get ....
I read my four sister's thoughts, oldest is the dirtiest and I blush sometimes when she looks at me as she thinks 'i would show him my tits for a look at his cock' or 'i wish he would watch me fingering and get so excited he jerked off with me'
But was it true ? Time to find out...
I waited till we were alone and she thought 'show me your cock'
"Really ?" I asked her aloud. "Show it to you for what ?"
"God ! Did I say it out loud !" She said, stunned.
"Well did you mean it ?" I asked and smiled.
She thought 'fuck yes' but said "no !"
"Well make up your mind, is it fuck yes or no ?" I said. "I hope you mean yes ..."
I unbuttoned my jeans and listened to her thoughts, 'yes go on !!!!!!' she thought. 'did I say I would show my tits too ?' she thought.
"That was the deal ..." I said, removing my jeans.
She smiled and unbuttoned her blouse
I dropped my boxers, she unhooked her bra
Her tits were fantastic,C cup, firm, big nipples, huge nipples in fact that covered half of each breast. My cock was rising as I looked at her and when I tore my eyes of her breasts and looked at her face she was looking at my cock, her mouth hanging open in what might be lust ? Wonder ? Surprise ? Time to listen to her thoughts ...
'i hope he doesn't offer to let me touch it, not yet anyway' she thought. 'although if I wanted to touch it I bet he would swap for a feel of my breasts, god, does he think my tits are too small ? I guess he likes them enough his cock is getting very hard now !'
We looked at each other for a few minutes then mom called us for lunch and we scrambled to get dressed ...
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Mom was loading the washer, I could hear her thoughts pitch up a level, 'oh some of my knickers and bras again that I know I haven't worn recently' she thought in frustration, 'hubby wanking off again in my stuff' her thoughts became warmer 'although it is nice hethinks of me when wanking' a shameful thought 'unless it is Brad ! Although that is a complement I guess' lust next 'load this then go to find my rabbit ? Yes !'
What the hell is her rabbit ? That mom was thinking about ?
