We looked at each other both drenched and dishevelled, my makeup smeared, and rainwater dripping from my hair. The silence broke as our deep breaths t...urned to laughter. Standing at 6’4”, Aiden moved his head down to meet my face, kissing my wet lips. I smiled and looked up at him. “Behave!” I said. “My mum will be home soon. Maybe we should get out of these wet clothes and dry up.” I took him by the hand and lead him upstairs. At the top I directed him towards the bathroom, as I made my way. Dave's tongue flicked and licked my heavy balls for a moment as he squeezed the cheeks of my arse, pulling them apart slightly.'I'm not going to last long I think John. Suck me deep'.I watched for a second, then with my hand, guided my cock back into his mouth, feeling his throat open to accommodate my full length, Dave's hands pulling me in deeper than I thought possible. With my cock deep in Dave's mouth, I fell forward onto his, taking the wide length of hard, hot cock straight into my own. "Have you seen Coach Moore or Sylvia? They seem to be missing." Jack rubbed his balls as he seemed to be deep in thought, and he could see it made his coach nervous. "I did see them earlier; they were talking about going for a long walk. I think Sylvia is nervous about tomorrow's event." "Damn, that's twice now Coach Moore has abandoned me. What a bitch!" As soon as the words left his mouth, Bruce regretted it. "Sorry, you won't mention I said that about her, will you?" Jack stroked. Jeez, no wonder you weren't lucky at love. Did you kill yourself over that, you big schmuck?Hey!You know, you could have lost it.Don't delve into my memory for a few seconds and then think you know all of me.Fine. Then why don't we... and out of what I can only think was an angry, almost instinctual gesture, she comes at me, mentally. I feel a presence rush at me, and then... immersion.Oh...Holy...We're one. Exchanging memories at a blurring speed.How odd, to actually be able to 'point and.