Mom just stood there, in complete amazement and awe. "Thanks honey. I have to admit, you have a nice pair of boobs as well! I see that you are becomin... just like me?" she asked. "Yes." I replied. I then noticed that my wine spilled on my shirt and dripped towards my boobs. "Damn it, I spilled my wine all over my shirt, Mom!" I said in disappointment. Before I can do anything, my Mom speaks. "I love you, Danielle. I will always love you, no matter what happens." Before I can respond, Mom reaches. Her tongue fights with mine to win the battle of domination and mine give up finally. Her hands moves on my neck and makes me more excited. Her nails engrave into my neck and make me groan. Her heavy breath goes into my body and engrosses my heart. It feels like everything around us has freeze and I am living the moment for which I was waiting from ages.Finally our lips part but the body remains as such. My hand moves down to remove every shelter of clothes from her body. The top gets unzipped. I don't even own mens underwear any more . strickly my wife , the most important misstress of all insist my balls be covered with lace. i may wear a suit to work but theres pantys under that. She says its the only way a panty boy should dress. anyway my wife said she had a surprise for me when i got home from work . i couldn't wait to see what she had in mind. when i got home i walked into the house and my wife was beautiful.long brown hair ,sexy dom outfit on and there was a couple sitting. I thought for a moment she meantsomething involving a whip. "Wait, Afroza, you weren't seriously goingto let Nasrullah walk to the mosque under the gaze of hundreds of themost eligible men in this town looking almost Male under her burqa!"This was a new concept for me as I hadn't thought of Muslim men as beingthe most eligible men in town, but then I hadn't thought of any men asbeing eligible before, had I? Wait what was going through my head orfor that matter Jessenia's?"She's right,.