"What..." I gulped, "what happens if I win the bet?" I asked."Well, I don't think that's very likely, do you?" Janice asked."I don't know..." I mean, ...ook! You're already hard just listening to me."I looked down, shocked. Indeed, my penis, the traitor, was still hard. Janice's humiliating lecture, becoming a cuckolded sissy husband -- I had never been so humiliated in my life. And it turned me on. God how it turned me on. Shit."But hey," Janice continued, "just to be fair. If you win the bet,. "Oh fucking Jesus Stuart, that was fucking brilliant," she gasped as Stuart slowly started to calm down as his erection faded.The whole session from the time his pants came off until now was just eight minutes but both of them were totally satisfied as Stuart rolled off Geri and she cuddled up close to him as they rested.All of a sudden the realisation of what she'd just done hit Geri like a punch in the face. All the work she'd been doing around the world promoting safe sex and Aids awareness. I love the taste of your big, fat, sweaty balls, and especially love the taste of your ass".At that, he took the glass and dipped his balls into it a few times, "How's that for a tea bag slave?" then put the glass on the ground, "don't forget the taste of my feet slave", dipped his two big toes into the glass and stirred them round slowly, before picking it up and dipping his cock into to stir it up again."There you go slave, just my ass to go".As he lay back again and began wanking faster I. “Yet I want to be Durgesh’s Saiyadā Musalmān Ghođī forever.” Fareedā Jamal Saiyad laughed, “If it is only possible, Nanad Sāħibā! I―”“I did not know you are so ravenous. So sexy.”“Thanks to your Bhāijān, Nanad Sāħibā! He is so impotent that―”“Bhāijān had a revolver on you when you were asked whether you accept your nikāħ with him?” Vaqārunnisā Saiyad was chewing her words out of extreme anger.“Our society had, Nanad Sāħibā! Our society had.” Fareedā Jamal Saiyad laughed ironically, “You can’t.