In the simplest of turns, it is a godly penis. It has many powers, whomever you use it on will greatly enjoy it and feel pleasure, as will you. The sm...ll of it can overpower some wills, and the semen you produce will be addictive and have its own powers. You choose what powers to use. It can make a one get larger breasts or hips or buttocks, or whatever you so choose. It can corrupt their mind, it can lower their intelligence. It can bestow them with a dick with powers you may choose, if any.. But was he my man?After Bret combed his hair in sixty-seven seconds flat, I took the ten minutes it takes me if I want to look good. And I did want to look good. So we were running a touch late for breakfast, and both my parents were seated at the table. I always looked forward to these Friday morning family breakfasts.Dad briefly raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Mom wasn't as shy."Well, dear," she chuckled, "I've been thinking it was time for you to get a haircut, but that's not exactly. Too bad, but after all Bess was just a whore.” *** Tommy didn’t knock before he entered, men like him don’t bother knocking on a whore’s door. Magdalene House was six stories of mostly small bedrooms. The top floor was private with only one large bedroom and larger office. Few men were privileged to be allowed on the sixth floor. Entering, Tommy Thomas was unprepared for her office, large in scale, bathed in soft lamplight, it spoke of wealth, power and intelligence. Gleaming hardwood floors. He hadn't had sex in a long, long while. He had felt up Rosie's pussy, but that didn't really count. Neither did jacking off every few days in the forest.He wanted a woman. He wanted Sheena. But not as part of a gangbang with these assholes. He wanted to be alone with her, and he wanted her to want it, too.He was deep in thought when Akbar called out, "Look, we're almost out of the jungle."Louie looked up. Sure enough, the trees had thinned to the point that he could see well into the distance.