I brought my hands up to my face, touching skin that now felt as alive and smooth as if I was fifteen again. I looked at my hands, they were hard and ...chubby, but there were no scars anymore."Ah, yes... now you're whole again. Too bad there is no magic that works upon the soul, I'd have your body in an instant. And you who believed that Vicdaen was being superficial, when he trusted his instincts — oh yes, I could hear his thoughts screaming out loud: 'Something's not right, don't look at her!'. He had to concentrate on his escape, he knew he'd have to use his mental, rather than his physical powers to succeed. He steeled himself to resist the ministrations of her warm, wet lips and soft body. He strove to turn his desire to rage. He meditated on Linden's innocent Virginal trust in him and her sweet love as the exquisite but diabolical torture continued."No." The Prince realized his thinking of sweet Linden only seemed to legitimize the feelings of arousal and lies the Siren was using. She sighed contentedly, closing her eyes for a moment when I did, and then speaking."Here, what's say we make this a bit more comfortable," she said simply reaching up, undoing my belt and then unzipping my jeans. In seconds she had my rock hard cock in her hands, a sensation that felt deliciously wicked, erotic as did her breasts as I continued holding them, now fingering those hard extended nipples of hers. I glanced over towards my sisters, curious as to their reaction, still a bit. You swirl your tongue around my tight balls while Amber runs her wet tongue along my hard shaft until she gets to the tip. You move your tongue up the other side until your tongue meets Amber’s. For a moment you both forget about my cock as you kiss passionately until you notice the sweet pre-cum dripping out of my cock. You move your tongues over the head, lapping it up.Amber says she needs my cock inside her now, and stands up so she can squat on the sofa above my cock. As she pulls her dress.