As the tugging grew deeper. Harder on my vagina.growling. I heard.... I felt hot lips touch me slowly on my vagina. Suckling... rubbing my vagina kiss...ng gently.’sweetness..’ kissing my vagina softly...and nipple slow.. tugging..stroking..stroking... squeezing...soft.pulling... my nipple hard. ‘Sweetness..’she whispered.’ahh...’ rubbing me gently deeply massaging between my thighs.kissing gently stroking...and rubbing gently... lips tugging around my puss right. Twirling my nipple.. kissing my. We adjourned to the bed and made slow and sweet love to each other. A few minutes after we finished, Barb got up and dressed and said, “Stay where you are. Marlit will be next, so rest up some.”I lay there contemplating my life. I was a 67, no a 68 year old man in a 25year old body, with mental powers of; telepathy, telekinesis, mind control, far seeking, and mental surgery, to mention but a few of the vast powers I have attained. I have nine, soon to be ten wives; I have a community of some. After all, this far north that wouldn't be an option much longer. With that decision made, Heather took off the rest of her clothes, and then realized that she really ought to access the mainframe at the Defenders, to see if there were any messages. Maybe there would be a message from McMullen and Harper to give up, but there wasn't much hope of that, yet.She pulled out her laptop, booted it up, and then unplugged the telephone and plugged it into her modem. Rewardingly, there was some E-Mail. Opening my heart to her, I briefly shared my love for her. By the time I was through, I had let go of my obsession.Grasping Nicky’s hand, I squeezed it gently as I told her, “Thank you, Sweetheart. That is very generous of you. But as much as I hate to admit it, I think that Catherine is right. A search and salvage operation is simply much too expensive considering that it would only benefit me. I mean, I could hardly share any of the treasure with anyone else, could I?”“That’s very wise of.