After one hour they showed me final result. I didn’t trust my eyes. In mirror, I saw beautiful girl. I was smiling and shying as girls started “wo...-ing” at me. After this we were hungry, so we went to have dinner. I kept my makeup as girls requested me to keep it on. I was wearing Capri and t-shirt. All staff at hotel referred me as “Ma’am”. Every time I heard ma’am I used to blush. After dinner we returned to room. I was about to wash my face one of my best friends stopped me. She said she had. Hells Bells I married Jens because I love her and have for some time. But if Mira’s baby is really mine, I have to do the right thing and take care of them. I know I never had sex with Mira, but I sure as hell wasn’t sure about my semen: Could they have really recovered some of it? Did they have any left? If so could I use it with Jens? Fuck no, if they did have any left that would mean that I would have to take care of Mira and the baby!Yasmeen again asks, “Ben, where are you taking us?”I make. She laughted then very tenderly kissed me. She said sweetheart why don't you just jerk off while I talk dirty to you. The following Friday when I came from work I found my wife cooking dinner wile wearing a very short pair of cotton shorts and a white thim tank top. The bottom quarter of her tanned butt cheeks could easily be seen as could her hard nipples. I asked if she where entertaining tonight. She told me yes, and that after after we ate I should go shower and touch up my shaving, she. Readers, please note: The author’s native language is NOT English, so you are to excuse some mistakes in spelling, grammar or terms. Hard-core! Not for the squeamish reader!Novel in 7 chapters Chapter oneKevin had some slight experience with S&M-relations. He saw them as games to play a role he liked to be the devoted part of it. Friend Simon was his last connection he had decreased just some weeks ago when Simon became to much demanding in his tendencies to suppress his devoted sex-partner.