And still Greg drove her on. His finger prodded at her ass, slipping into her, sending another stream of excitement and arousal coursing through her....The cumulative effect, the sledge hammer-like fucking and the erotic thrill and tingle of his finger in her ass, quickly took Julie to a third orgasm. Her hair was covering her face, her body glistening with sweat. Every inch of her was surging with the heat and electricity of her orgasm. She felt the familiar tightness all over, like her wave of. Yet at thesame time I was struggling with the part of me which wanted to cling onto the past that said, "What the hell are you doing? You are a man, whythe fuck do you want to become a woman? What on earth do you want tobecome a Muslim for?"But that side of me was the old me, the aggressive me, the me that couldnot see the beauty of submission, of abdication of my power as a man, ofsubmission to my mother and to Allah. I was for the first time in mylife in distress.I couldn't rescue my. “Makii…” I whispered. She silenced me with a shy kiss. I demanded more and our tongues intertwined while her hand continued where her mouth had stopped: caressing my manhood. I ran my hands through her dense curly hair. Her moves became more vivid and she slid her body over mine. With a swift move, she tried to ride my cock, but the angle of penetration was awkward and she moaned in dissatisfaction. Her moved became more desperate and finally my dick popped into her waiting pussy. Velvety flesh. Mark kissed her hard on her lips and his hand moved under her panties into her pretty pussy.I knew I should stop this, but I found myself immobile, unable to speak. I saw Karen raise her hips as Mark pulled her panties off, exposing her smooth shaved cunt. He lowered his head and began to kiss her wet slit. I saw her start to grind her cunt into his face and her hands went to his head, pulling him closer to her wetness. Before she came, Mark stopped and moved back up her body. I watched as he.