We were all naked within a minute of getting to their spacious bedroom, and Jack directed me to lay on my back on the bed. Gretchen is very fit for he... age and her big breasts looked fantastic. Jack said, “Gretchen’s been wanting to try this ever since you told her about it. She’s going to get on top of you, laying in the other direction, and I’m going to fuck her with your face right in the action.”We got into position, and Jack pressed his soft, thick, uncircumcised cock to my lips to suck. To refuse outright, could put her in greater danger. Thinking quickly, she agreed wholeheartedly, that she was seeking revenge and was the right person for the job.She was seeking revenge alright, but nor for her husbands death, but for the invasion of her country, and what they were doing to her beloved France and to Belgium her adopted home.Both her parents had died by this time, her father of a broken heart at seeing his country invaded and her mother from cancer.Thinking quickly, she. He rubbed her legs up to her pussy. He lightly brushed against the pussy.He then told her to get on her knees in front of him. "I now want you to show me what you and the boy did today in the barn. Do not lie or I will spank you with my belt next time." She replied quietly, "he showed me his cock and then I sucked on it till he came in my mouth." "Well since you like sucking cock, suck mine like you did his. Do not make me get my belt out." he then pulled down his briefs and his hard cock. Just, be a little more careful this time, okay?" Yeah."And that was it. A little afternoon resurrection, and my whole day was blown.Which, of course, brought me back to thinking about how Denise was gone from my life, and how much it had thrown me off. I can't believe I've gotten this far writing without telling you about her.As much as I dreaded those weekly sessions at first, I soon came to a realization that I could learn a lot from a psychiatrist with her kind of insight into the human.