‘I love her just much as I love you. I love you both, don’t you understand?’ ‘I do.’ I replied. ‘I love my wife very much, but I love you ...oo. She loves me, and I have a sneaking suspicion that she loves you as well. You see, we all love each other very much, all it takes, is you admitting this to my wife to make it all come together.’ ‘But how?’ Angie wailed. ‘How do I do it?’ ‘It’s easy.’ I replied. ‘You’re up early every morning. You know when she’s in the shower. Tomorrow morning, you get. I had failed and as a punishment I had been changed,along with all of my forces, by a spell from his wife's magic.The other women with me tried identify themselves by their previous malenames. "You are Ahmed? I was Marwen," or, "I used to be Sabih," someonewould whisper when she gave her previous name. Perhaps they hoped tohang onto some of their old identities, despite having been assigned afemale name. We were expected to answer to these female names eachmorning. If not, a rod or a whip. There’s no point in hiding my frustration as I thrust more intently. “Princess, I’m cumming.” I declare, seconds before I’m about to explode.This is when Jenny finally releases my arm and quickly makes her head disappear under the sheet, where she swiftly pulls down my underwear. This is followed by a feeling of warm and wet lips folding over my cock, and a tongue sliding down towards the base.Her delicate fingers stroke the section of my shaft she can’t get in her mouth, and she starts sucking. As her conscious mind fought to wake up she suddenly realized that her pussy was once more being sucked dry; she could feel the tongue working in her with so much love and need that it almost pained her to have to open her eyes and say she should be going. Still she would have to make the effort. Finally opening her eyes she looked at the head of purple hair between her legs and sitting up started to pet the head of the girl sucking her.Looking up the girl said, "Good morning lover, how do you.