.Never having done that before, he didn't know to focus on Helena's clit and after a while she grabbed his head and pulled him up until his cock lined... up with her pussy. Penetrating her while standing, with her on her back, legs spread, meant his rigid organ scraped her G-spot. On the third thrust, she began to orgasm and continued to do so until he emptied his prostate and balls deep into her."Move over, Da ... sir..."His daughter's voice from behind him penetrated the post-coital lethargy.. I can't wait to start to learn that magic spell," said DJ smiling.Logan knocked on the front door and it quickly swung in after only a single knock. Everyone could see that Jordan was the one who opened the door.She was again dressed in something that looked like it was painted on her body. It was shorter than her normal ankle length dresses and just reached mid-thigh.The dress was red and looked like it had a corset under it, as DJ could see the repeating pattern that was made by something. “Yeah, not a virgin,” I said, squirming.Sara pulled out plates and opened her box. It was a pepperoni and sausage pizza. She grabbed two slices, setting one on each plate while Tara did the same with the vegetarian. They even ate the same things.It was clear they were about to head back up to their bedroom. I squirmed. I had to keep them down here. Despite how embarrassed I was at getting caught having sex with Pita, my Hispanic friend who’d come over to visit me earlier, I had to keep them in. Who am I, Uri Geller or John Edwards? I know what happens. I don’t know why.”Donnie said, “Well what happens?”“I can feel their emotions. I call it telempathy. We are in some sort of empathetic rapport with each other. They feel me when I try to project to them. Maybe they feel me before I try to project to them. How should I know? We’re talking about five month old babies who have yet to say ‘mama’. I certainly can’t have a discussion with them about empathetic projection, now can I?”Donnie.