Her stomach was slender, sinking in just a bit from her hips, not an ounce of extra fat on her, just enough to smooth everything out, he wondered how ...ld could she possible be? He continued on, drinking her in, her ribs almost visible giving even more of a picture of her slender, petite frame. He watched her chest rise and fall as she breathed slow and deep, her puffy caramel colored areolas the size of quarters with nipples stiff and standing up on her budding breasts. Her other hand gently. Pleasure pulses through your body as you feel my warm and gentle fingers curl around you and pull you out."That's better." I say through a smile.For a little while we dont say anything. We just stand in front of each other admiring each others manhood. Stroking and squeezing out precum. I push up against you so our shafts are rubbing against each other and I lean in to kiss.You were never expecting this, you never even considered kissing another man, just acting out a cock worship fantasy but. "Like, thanks." Done," I said, kissing her hand. "Better?" Yeah. Better. Except it, like, really itches."I fished the tube of anesthetic goo out of the first aid kit and held it up for her. "If you rub this in yourself, I can get to work on the rest of them sooner. They have to be burning and itching pretty bad, too." Yeah. Um, Dad? I guess it's okay if you see my other tattoo."She turned before I could reply. She hadn't completely shaved. She'd left a coppery postage-stamp-sized patch at the. Once another mage understands why to keep the secret they aren't going to be spilling it all over the place," smiled Galen."But you said young or old, no in between. Is that a problem?" asked Brianna."Well most of the young mages tend to get themselves killed early on overestimating their abilities. And if they are powerful enough and don't exhaust their abilities, then they usually grow to be old mages but hide out of the public eye as much as possible," smiled Galen."But why did you want to.