"I groaned at Stacy's words, only vaguely realizing that I'd never be allowed to fuck my wife again. Stacy intended to do all the fucking from now on ...nd if…when…my wife got pregnant, it would be with her c***d, not mine. I was to be a cuckold to this gorgeous shemale, watching while she pushed her cock into my wife's sex, making love to the woman I'd married, planting her thick potent sperm into my wife's all too fertile womb."Ahhh…" I shuddered as my cock suddenly erupted with my orgasm. I. Forever locking me in a perpetual circle of reincarnation. As luck would have it Christianity and Hinduism… not that different. I will explain it in a way your human mind can understand. Not to sound conceding but the human race is dumb as all hell. I’m surprised you all haven’t killed yourselves already. Well, not that you haven’t tried. I guess the whore isn’t God for no reason. Anyway I digress. The cunt locked my powers and placed me in an endless reincarnation cycle. As I later learn each. She was wearing a skin tight white t-shirt with no bra and her nipples were erect and visible, along with loose fitting red silky short shorts. To relax further, we had a beer and shared a joint and got little high, laughing about some of the stories from her job and from my school. Refreshed with beer, we shared another joint and got really stoned. It had been a long day of waiting tables for Janet at lunch and she was complaining of being sore in her shoulders and legs. We had taken our. "It has been like that all morning," she said, shaking her head. "That was the guy from 'Titty Bangers.' I've gotten calls for her from 'Daddy's Little Fuckhole' – which I told to go screw as soon as I heard the guy's name – 'Real Racks', 'Blonde Ambition' and probably a dozen more. Every half-assed web owner seems to think Sarah will simply drop what she is doing and race to the phone just to speak to them. Oh, and I talked to Sean and Rachelle this morning. They're going to move to roll Five.