He was a handsome man, with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was 28 years old and had a full head of enticing hair. I couldn't help but notice his ...ttractive features and strarted to think he would be worthy of my wife's womb. After 30 minutes of speaking, the conversation took an interesting turn."So what do you think of the Egyptian women here?" I asked him. "Oh they are very beautiful!" he said in a French accent. "Have you been with any Muslim women before?" I asked inquisitively. "Two.". We wouldn't let Cantrell seehimself until we were finished, but we could see that he would easilypass as a girl. In fact, we were very proud of ourselves that we hadmade him so pretty. I don't know about the others, but I was gettingoff on the idea that we could so easily feminize a boy. Before hecould see himself, we told him he'd have to be fully dressed as agirl. Missy supplied the lingerie. We made him disrobe. We made himwear a pair of white, lace trimmed bikini panties and a matching. I watched just the tip of his cock disappear in her pussy. He held very still with the tip in her using his fingers against her clit. When he pulled out, his cock head glistened in the light."Open your mouth wide," as he moved around, cock glistening with her own nectar, he guided his cock into her parted lips. She hesitated at first, his cock was larger than the two fingers he had been putting in her mouth, but her lips tasted the familiar nectar, and she engulfed his cock with her mouth. Not. Her roommate, Val thought she should write to him. Val thought this was all very exciting that Amy obviously had a secret admirer, she was unconcerned that Amy thought it might be a stalker. The arrival of the email address made her even more concerned about that possibility. In spite of Val’s urging Amy did not contact the anonymous flower person. The next day as usual she received the pink rose and card, but today there was no email address on it. After a few more days of only the flower and.