I can help you." How'd you know?" Just a feeling I have. Here, drink this concoction and whoever you desire will become whatever you desire of him or ...er. This girl could be yours." The old woman held up a vial of red, bubbling liquid."Looks like cherry soda." Maybe it is." I shouldn't trust you but I do. How much?" Ah, a believer in magic." No, just someone who wants to help you get a meal." Whatever you say. Just give me three dollars. I can get a nice warm meal for that." Seth handed the. ******************************Is being seen as the husband of a white wife with a black lover and mixed race c***dren my husbands' greatest humiliation? Being branded a cuckold should be but I'm happy to say no, it actually excites him. You know what it's like whenever parents are pushing a pram along, everybody you pass wants to take a peek at the little darlings. The expressions of shock when some of these busybodies look back up at me then at Paul and back at me could literally have him. She started by washing his cock and balls with a cloth and a separate bowl of water, then she dried him off and gave his erect cock a few wanks and said something in Japanese. The big boss smiled and everyone smiled with him. It seemed to me like they were all trying to please him and were scared to death of doing anything wrong.Tatumas then got one of her daughters to hold his erection out of the way and proceeded to very slowly inject the liquid into one of his balls. It was a fucking big. Their farm was quite remote from aunt Tania's. It was just over a 2-hour drive. We borrowed the 80's made automobile from the neighbors again and went there, all four of us. His injury wasn't life-threatening in any way, but he was unable to walk more than a few steps at a time. We drove him from a nearby clinic to his home on the farm, with aunt Tania. The girls made their way by foot and were on location some 30 minutes later. Taking him to aunt Tania's house was out of the question. The road.