But the surprises were not over yet. Once Michelle’s lips were at the base of my shaft, the few scraggly curly hairs on my nut sack tickling her chi...n no doubt, she continued down across that wrinkly flesh until almost at the bottom. Suddenly she inhaled, her lips parting just enough for one of my balls to pop into her mouth. OH MY GOD! No moans, no groans, no gasps… I was breathless and in shock! Around and around and around I felt her tongue chasing and lashing at my one poor ball, the other. The young girl herself generally passed her time in the chamber at the farther end of her apartments. This was a sort of boudoir, circular, and lighted only from the roof, which consisted of rose-colored glass. Haidee was reclining upon soft downy cushions, covered with blue satin spotted with silver; her head, supported by one of her exquisitely moulded arms, rested on the divan immediately behind her, while the other was employed in adjusting to her lips the coral tube of a rich narghile,. I sagged to my knees, my hands still clutching that railing. I felt ... wasted. Empty. Alone. I looked up at the sky, but I didn't really see anything. I didn't want to see anything. I felt ... impotent.It wasn't a good feeling.Calm. Relax. Quiet. The words scorched through my brain, but they had no meaning. They were just sounds, noises I had once heard.Calm Relax. Quiet. The words held no power over me. There was no center for me to find because there was no me. I had finally lost it. I was. Nor Lorraine who didn't seem to really like the physical parts of a relationship anyway. She needed someone who knew what it was like to want to be wanted, and when she put it like that her thoughts turned to Yvonne.She mulled that idea over for a while, sipping at a cup of tea and staring at the door as she tried to decide if it were a good idea. By the time the pot was empty she'd still not entirely decided. She did want to check up with Yvonne, though, to see how things were going.If the.