With this new powerful stimulation taking place, he then slowly and carefully extended his middle finger, and gently inserted it into her vagina. Once... inside, he would probe around at the top of the vagina, bending the end of his finger up slightly and pulling back a little so that he came in contact with the softer more spongy tissue within her that denoted her g-spot. Once In position, he started to slowly rub his finger backward and forward across the spot, getting set into a steady rhythm. I was pretty sure that the power was a factor as much as my cock size was, in fact.The more that I pounded each lady, the more amused I was by the realization that every name of one of my ladies happened to also be a name from Lou Bega’s “Mambo Number Five.” In any case, they couldn’t have remembered their names at various points of the threesome, that much was evident. I realized that it wasn’t just my size. There was something else about my cock that basically turned them into my abjects,. Mentarions as well as the weaker human empaths did not ignore emanations, in fact they received extensive education on how to interpret them. They simply did not know there was more to find in them than basic emotions. Without education strong emotions were easily sensed from emanations, and with a little practice could be interpreted well from context. Fear, anger, sorrow, hate, love, affection, sincere friendliness and lust, all examples of emotions easily perceived even from an empath with a. I tiptoed to the closed one and tried the knob, it was locked. I listened to see if I could hear anything but all the noise from down stairs made it impossible. Not wanting to get caught snooping I went back down to my spot on the deck. As I leaned on the rail I glanced up at the window if the licked bedroom. I thought if only I could see in there. I kept my eyes on it as best I could without drawing attention to what I was doing. Then all of a sudden there in the window was my wife looking.