I love the way you tell me where you are going, what you are eating and what you are doing (all with pictures for proof). I feel you are here with me....I love that feeling to the point where it’s impossible to release it. Reality be damned again and again. Technology has taken over my life and you have taken over my heart. I reach out to you from a half a world away. I can’t tell you how badly I want to show and give you pleasure, but your naiveté and strict background provide a strong barrier.. Doctor Roger Hurst, one of the top young gastrointestinal surgeons in the country, works at UofC.”“Very cool. Should we get up and have some breakfast?”“Your son and daughters are probably already up,” Kara said.“Birgit for sure,” I said. “She’s an early riser. The other two? I’m not so sure. Let’s go make some breakfast and see what we find.”“How about naked breakfast!” Kara giggled.“We all know where Birgit got THAT idea from!” Jessica laughed. “I’m game. There aren’t any guys in the house. I groaned, savoring the heat of her lips, how soft they were. My hands snagged her curving ass through her lavender scrubs, squeezing hard, pulling her closer. She moaned into the kiss, her thumb rubbing harder at the tip of my dick, my precum soaking through the cloth separating us. It was so exciting.Our tongues met, caressed, danced around each other. I groaned, shivering at the heat she was conjuring. My hips swayed. My pussy clenched. It was so exciting to be kissing her. To have our. She found everyone was naked, including the men. They ate a wonderful breakfast the two girls had made and were quietly sipping coffee.April was looking at the scars on Cindy's loins. They were fading fast but were still visible. Cindy had never told her what had happened, but had said only that it was her own fault. She raised the question again, and Cindy ran her fingers over the scars. She told them about the dumb bet that Jan and Pete had pleaded with her not to make and its outcome. April.