The sign said, “Temple of Aphrodite , Men Encouraged.” The flap was open so I stepped into a gas lit space with plenty of candles. Ay, the women! ...They were of all colors and shapes, aged 18-40, as the sign said. The eldest, a very bosomy and pretty woman in her late 30’s, was the Mae West of the place. She greeted me with a kiss, pressing her tits hard against my chest. It was a French kiss too. That was the best kiss of my life, except for my first one. “I’m Amy,” she purred. “Everyone of us. ‘Changed your mind? That’s ok if you have.’ ‘I was just wondering how to get those trousers off you.’ ‘You’ll learn.’ I moved to stand in front of her and had to look up into her dark eyes. I lifted my hands to her blouse and slowly, as slowly as I could, unbuttoned it, spreading the cotton as I went. I did not have to lean far to get my mouth to her nipples and I sucked on them, gently at first but with increasing strength as I felt her hands on me, encouraging me. I let my hands find the. "A pimply teen aged boy asked, "How can you do this to us and poor Bashful, he's always been a good boy, and I've been proud to be his mother." A good boy!?" said Eric, the urbane mask dropping to reveal the fiend beneath. His eyes blazed with insane fire. "Did you know what he did to me, turning me into a young girl, Raven into a trash dumpster, and to all the others! No! He must be punished! He must be destroyed! Blotted from the face of the earth!"Then the insane light died in his. She could alternate between the lovey-dovey smoochie, long and slow strokes to the dirty whore, fast, deep and hard that she was doing to Bumfelt now. She would give men exactly what they wanted and more. Sucking dick for her wasn't a chore- it was a privilege. She loved it and she doubted that there was anyone better. She had Bumfelt whimpering and begging- but she wasn't going to let him cum yet. She was just playing and teasing the poor bastard. She kept taking him to the edge and then.