I could feel my cock swell in her hands just before it erupted with a blast of hot cream that splashed under her chin and all over her tits. I grabbed... her hands to keep them pumping as I continued spraying globs of white cum all over her tits and stomach. When I finally finished her hands were sticky with goo. She wasn't quite sure what to do with them so she just held onto my cock as it slowly deflated."This stuff is what makes babies? Wow. Its… awesome."She moved her hands in front of her. You see I was born a boy and not even a Muslimboy. Let me tell you my story. I was a man like you once. Before Ilearnt to submit to the will of Allah and his prophet peace be upon him.The village where I grew up was very WASP and the prevailing environmentled people to have a very toxic attitude to foreigners and I was aproduct of that environment. I hated immigrants who I felt only camehere to claim benefits from our generous benefits system. At the sametime I felt that they were here to. ‘David, I need you to undress completely before I can take your measurements, please.’ As she pointed to the open cabinet, she said, ‘After we finish some other tests, you can wear this cloth gown if you wish.’ She placed it on a small table by a black leather barrel chair that looked like was intended for patients. I’m sure I blushed again, but one-by-one I removed everything except my boxers including my socks before I looked at her for instructions. ‘I’m sorry, David but the doctor wants. Then she stretched luxuriantly, causing the robe to open wide again. Bob knelt down beside her and ran his fingertips very lightly over her exposed body. At his first touch he saw her nipples harden. A wonderfully warm smile came across her face and she stretched again."Bob, I can't tell you how good that feels!" She sniffed the air and murmured, "Oh, shit!" What's wrong, Hon?" he asked with the concern obvious in his voice.Her smile became a grin. She replied, "It's a battle between the.