By Muslim dicks. Ohhh Zaaaaaaaaaahidddddd" I yelled as the first orgasm hit me. I don't know if Mansoor making me acknowledge the taboo nature of this...encounter played a role in it, but I had an extremely intense orgasm. I yelled and shuddered as it lasted longer than usual."Hear the Hindu bitch scream with pleasure." Mansoor said triumphantly "Bet she is a brahmin bitch too. Are you? Are you a brahmin slut?" Yesssss" I exhaled. Zahid was still at it. His longevity amazed me. No one I had slept. ..................As my wife was slowly feminizing me her habits changed as well.Sometimes she would call from work to tell me not to make dinner, shewould be eating out with friends. She seldom came home early afterdinner and seemed especially bitchy or aggressive when she did gethome. She always critisized any of the cleaning or other chores I haddone and seemed to take extra pleasure in punishing me on those nights.She seemed kind of far away when she got home like her mind waselsewhere.. Mark let out a groan. "Oh, Mummy, that feels soooooo nice." I could not wait any longer. I had to have a taste of the young cock in front of my face. My own son's cock. I felt incredibly sluttish and wicked. I took Mark’s cock into my mouth. Precum was now freely leaking from the slit of his cock, and I greedily lapped it up. Oh, the taste of a man's cock. How I had missed it.Mark was now almost in a delirium. "Oh mum, please don't stop," he cried out. He grabbed my head and pulled it closer. After getting settled in my new office and finding a home for Joan and me, I started going to car shows in the Atlanta area, before traveling farther to other locations. Joan did not share my enthusiasm for classic cars, so I usually went to these events alone. I met a lot of nice people at these events, and some of these other exhibitors became friends after we ran into each other several times over a period of months. I grew close to one couple in particular, because they also had restored a.