She said she could not as she recently returned from her Hajj in Mecca. I asked if everybody who are Hadji's are so sexy and sensual. She asked whwt I... meant and I told her that seeing her lacey thong riding up her back made me so horny that I had to skommel (jack off) every day I get to work. She just laughed and asked what I would get her for her birthday which was on Good Friday that year. The Friday evening after spending a day in church with my frigid wife, I decided to make my move. As I. " You go play with your new toy boat while I fix lunch." She reached between my legs and gave a light squeeze. "After lunch cleanup, I'll play with my new boy toy."I took a deep breath and reached for her. She laughed and slapped my hand away. "You're going to have to learn to keep your hands off the help when the help is working. We play when I'm not serving you." I'll move my stuff from the master cabin." No way are you going to double my work load by having your own room. I only plan on. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck." Mmmmm, I think she likes it." And as Nora began to find a rippling rhythm to take her prey to the fucking moon and back, she also leaned down again, and set to suckling and feather-flicking Amanda’s now erect and thumping clitoris.Mandy was shaking and growling, and at one point got so loud, that Nora grabbed Mandy’s undersilks and stuffed them into the writhing girl’s open mouth. Then she stopped the fist-fuck-ride for a moment, which made Mandy’s eyes pop. After having the catheter removed, I shuffled off to the toilet feeling like someone had driven a truck into my groin. As I reached under my hospital gown for my dick, I suddenly realized it was gone...replaced by...as I looked between my new breasts...a puffy slit. It was gone! I ripped off the gown and looked at myself in the mirror. In front of me was one fine looking babe with killer melons, a narrow waist and the flared hips with a pussy at the vee of my legs. I wasn't a guy! I was a slut!.