"The treasure part is what surprised me," Lenore said. "We've seen Walter work. He's scary. You just work hard to be kind to everyone."I sighed. "You ...eserve even more."Morgan started laughing. "Mark, give it up. I'm around Bea and Becky all the time, and they still fawn all over me because I'm nice to them. I think the few tales we have heard scare them." Not that we hear much," Jason said. "Mark did you ever get another letter from your mother after that first one?" No," I said. "I can't even. Strong and muscular, they wrapped around me, held me tight, made me feel safe in this storm of sensation. Then the hands began to stroke. Not the strong hands that held me, new hands, new hands that roamed. New hands that pawed at my top, tugging the fabric up and off and my bra quickly followed. I couldn't refuse, the heat on my bare flesh had erupted into a fire between my legs. My eyes were closed, I couldn't have seen who the hands belonged to, or even told how many there where, stroking my. .....I remember it wasn't quite as hard when I started to suck it as it was the first time, but it sure got that way!! I knelt in front of him again and I licked his dick and those big balls again....yummm......and then I licked and flicked and circled my tounge around the tip, and I pushed my tongue into his pee hole again too.....oh yeah and I remember tasting cum from the first time when I did that.......you know I have a talented tongue, and I licked it really good....ohh I love using my. Leave the order to chance. Now I was in my bedroom after showering and primping. I was nervous but probably not as nervous as whichever young man was waiting. I was going to stay with my ritual. I *********** a floor-length, sheer gown. I slip my arms into it and tie it closed in front with the single bow below my breasts. I step in front of the mirror. The gown doesn’t hide much. I lift a leg and the gown easily parts. I feel wicked. I know I don’t need to entice whoever is.