Charles could feel a stirring in his groin as he surveyed Karen's body. Her skin was a little darker than his – she must have picked up more of the ...Mediterranean genes from their mother's side of the family. Her hair was as dark as his – not quite black, although in the dim light it appeared to be. She wasn't yet showing the graying that he was around his temples. Naturally, her hair was disheveled as she lay on her pillow, but he remembered from last night that it hung down low enough that her. What was wrong with her? She turned to confront the intruder only to find a full-length picture of some knight staring at her. Bemused she rushed to the door, only to come to an abrupt standstill when she saw her figure in a mirror. Her body was clad in a floating wisp of a gown, the color of autumn leaves. Her breasts high and firm stood proudly on her chest leading down to a tiny waist and rounded hips. The apex between her thighs was tantalizingly hidden by a little golden thong. Fiona. "Wonder if he'dprefer to be a girl" she giggled to herself. "would make clothes buyingmuch easier-and increase power too. But no, I haven't detected anyfeminine traits in him-he's all male, and a very powerful male pole too.Too bad he's only 14-he'd make a good candidate for a complimentary matefor me, so the McCarron line would be continued forever."Grace had very powerful shields, some of which she developed herself.They'd only work for women though, and only extremely powerful women suchas. I’ve always felt that little boys should not be allowed to masturbate. It so distracts them from their work, don’t you think?? He paused and looked into my eyes, no doubt noticing the further sinking of my manhood, the further breaking of my life. ? I love that look of desperation on your face slaveboy. You will live your life in permanent chastity, desperate for relief but never able to cum again. And the reason ? Simply because it amuses me. You never get to use your little dicklet.