THEN Jacques sent her photos. He turned out to be forty years old and fifty pounds overweight."It was not a pleasant night in our home that day that l...etter came..." she said.Colleen turned every shade of red and gamely tried to defend old Jacques. "He was sweet," she insisted. "It was just that he was old, fat, weird, and had misspelled tattoos. Other than that, and his quadruple chin, he was nice ... As long as you overlooked his pierced nipple and perpetually limp lower lip, that is."You know. It had been a secure place to return after the shock of tragedy. She found new friends, one or two casual lovers like René. Her friendship and fond (she could not admit to the word 'loving') connection with Johannes was a somewhat different matter, though not enough so to affect her unwillingness to enter what she called a "relationship".The episode in Geneva was still with her. Johannes had been a good friend and a rewarding lover since she had left the life whose end she was still trying to. "Your cock is so nice, although I really don't have anything to compare it to. I've seen the other guys in The Program, but never touched any of them." Jackie ran her thumb around the ridge, causing me to jump. "Did that hurt?" No, my dick is very sensitive there. It feels good when you touch the head."Jackie ran her thumb over my glans. "Is that what this is, the head? It looks like a plumb."Leaning closer, Jackie kissed my glans. Once again I jerked, but she wasn't deterred. She kissed me a. She felt like she was burning alive, she needed to ease the flames and he wasnt helping. Cody, Bailey cried out as she arched her back and let her orgasm rush through her, the amazing bliss and yet it still wasnt enough. More, she moaned. Cody, God, give me more. Keep your eyes close and Ill give you more, he breathed heavily as he moved his way back up her body. He settled himself, snug and nuzzled between the folds of her pussy, the head of his cock rubbing against her lower stomach, he.