’ ‘The Valide Sultana, the Valide Sultana,’ the Sultan parroted. ‘ Everyone always says that, but I am master here. Let me worry about my moth...er.’ ‘Yes sire, a blonde,’ Omar replied as he regained his composure. This was only an outward show though, wives and concubines could be dealt with or disciplined as needed, but the Valide Sultana was a different matter entirely. ‘Have him make sure that she is a real blonde, not a dyed one. Women can be devious, and some may dye their lower hair as. ? The nextfew months played out very similarly. Sometimes I would cum on her body andother times I would cum in her mouth or on her face. Never once was she allowedto clean herself after I was through, always having to spend her night coveredin our sweat and, often, my cum. Duringthat period of time she did manage to learn to take my cock into her throatwithout choking. I made certain to utilize that to my advantage. Many were thetimes that I fucked her throat, sliding in and out as if it were. He started touching me all over my body and kissing me again. He put his finger to my asshole stretching the virgin hole. Then he flipped me over ass up and was getting ready to fuck me when my friend Carl came out and caught us. Carl asked, "What the hell are you guys doing?"I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t face Carl, but Peter said, "Its ok. We’re just having a little fun."Carl came toward me and pulled his cock out. I jerked him off at first. After a few minutes of playing with his. For aslong as I lived. Which might be a very, very long time.Would I ever stop turning myself on when I caught a glimpse of my body?Probably. But not for a long time, I hoped. It was a sort ofcompensation for the lose of my manhood. I'd lost my cock and balls,and gained a beautiful woman's body which would never deny me anything.Sort of an even trade if you thought of it just on that level. Hell, Imight have gained two women, if Julia ever forgave me. Something tothink about.I put down the.