His beard and mustache look like they might tickle in the right circumstance. Immediately, my phallic-shaped imagination takes over. I look down at hi...s trousers wondering what color hair lies beneath, surrounding his cock. With hurried keystrokes, this innocent man on the street below becomes my hot lover. "I will devour you."As I look down, all I see is his sun-kissed hair poking up from my shaven mound. My body quivers as his rough beard rubs against my wet folds with his tongue exploring. It left about four feet of space between them and even if they tried to run away they'd have hell deciding on the same direction. I marched them to the barrier then and pulled them through."You can't get out unless I let you out. From the looks of things you're going to be better off with me, for a while anyway," I said."And why is that?" the oldest one asked, he looked to be nineteen or twenty max."Because I have enough food to feed you. All I need out of you is a little manual labor and when. I was kissed awake in the morning by a lovely little blonde girl, handing me a coffee. “Salacia sent me, Oh Neptune, God of my Wetness.” She snickered. “I always thought my first time with a man would be face to face and feel different than that, but it couldn’t have been better. I was kissing my girlfriend while my boyfriend made love to me. She told me how you cared for me after, pulling me onto your chest and holding me, then covering us up. Thank you. I love you, Charlie. I’m sure of it. I. They look cheap, think cheap, and talk cheap - and the men they date like them that way. In short, they are just like I used to be - like you will be when I am finished with you. The first step is to teach you how a slut talks." But you don't talk that way."She looked down - and far, far away. When she spoke, her voice was very quiet."No, but I used to. If we had met even a year ago, you would have met a very different girl. I decided I wanted more from life, wanted to make something of myself..