Again Sheila had made me gorgeous and showed me how to look beautiful. I just kept gazing at myself in the mirror, amazed. "Oh my.....Oh my." I almost... cried. "Don't you cry, it will run your make up sweetie." I had never been fully tranformed and femmed out, this completely. I kept putting my hands on my hips and turning from one side to the other. I even lifted my dress to see how my panties and stockings fit. The last thing I put on was clip on earrings.... perfect.Sheila smiled and handed me. I started kissing, then sucking on her nipples, starting first with the right one and then moving to the left. She shivered a little then said, "Gently bite them." They were lovely and firm. She reacted positively, letting me know by her pleasant moans that she enjoyed the attention her breasts were getting.After about fifteen minutes, she gently started shoving my head towards her belly button. I kissed and licked as my way to her belly button and beyond to her nice and well-trimmed pussy. Her. He licked my ass, then moved to my cock again, then up and sucked on my nipples before going back down again. This man sure knew how to please guys I thought as I was enjoying everything that was happening.After being teased, I felt my load started to cum up, my body was starting to hump and he swallowed my cock and sucked the cum out of me as I moaned. After a minute to enjoy the blow job, I opened my eyes and was about to get up when I noticed him standing in front of me, naked, what a body. But Lord Stark had lost his head in King's Landing and could not object to Theon anyone. Besides, this is what his own biological father wanted to inflict upon the North, his childhood home. Instead, Theon had challenged his own father for the right to sit upon the Seastone Chair. Balon could not object before his own lords and captains unless he was seen as weak. Besides, the traditional kingsmoot that decided a new king, there was a more ancient custom were the eldest son had the right to.