I had feared I would have to stop and I did not want to. "Perhaps he should call me 'Debbie' when I am dressed and "Henry' when I am not." And he shou...d call me 'Jeannine'. Debbie, Henri et Jeannine, avec Jean." Jean, pronounced zhon, is the French for John.Once Jeannine weaned John she went on to wean me too a few days later, and she devoted more time to making money. She was a free-lance consultant and took jobs that she could mostly do at home seated at her computer, so we did not need a. I looked straight at his erection and it was just as big as the rubber dildo I tried to fit inside myself. I had a feeling this was going to be disaster. I tried to smile, but smirked instead and said, "Blake, you were hard before you saw it. And yes, it's normal to me, but honestly, I know you've seen bigger, or I should say, um, longer." Doesn't matter. You are still perfect to me Lorianne," Blake said and grabbed me, turned me to the bed, and laid me on it. I was about to lose my virginity.. So I guess that possibility is still open ifI’m lucky.We met at a local pool hall when she was 17 and withinan hour we were out in an alley with her giving me agreat blowjob, we spent the next few weekendsconstantly fucking. Her step mother thoughunfortunately did not like me and made her break upwith me. Well, after a year or so I had gone into and finishedArmy basic training and one day decided to pay her avisit. This just happened to be through sheer destinyI’ll call it, to be. Big boned and strong, Karen stood almost six feet tall at age nineteen, and her sexual preference for girls had guaranteed Karen a position on the Center's regular staff. Karen smiled more broadly at the distressed, blond beauty standing bent over before her.Karen secretly despised girls like Sandy. Sandy had everything that Karen had been denied, good looks, popularity with boys, lots of friends. As she placed her hand softly on Sandy's cheek Karen thought to herself, "You and I are going to.