Yet a sort of fear held her back. The fear of being too clumsy and disappointing her partner.

Armand must have guessed the reason for her hesitation because he whispered:

“You want to touch me, don't you? Well, go on… you'll see… it's very easy. Anyway, I'm going to show you what to do.”

He closed her fingers over his joy-stick.

“What is important,” he said, while beginning to rub himself, “is to adopt the right rhythm. At first you caress the tip very slowly… the most difficult thing is not to let yourself be carried away by an often brutal ardor. You have to force yourself to always act smoothly. Come on, try it…”

A little excited, Jackie followed her uncle's advice.

The fine skin that she alternately raised and lowered uncovered the enormous glans.

“Very good,” said Armand, his eyes half-closed, “that's perfect… you understood what you have to do… Now I'm going to teach you to suck.”

He told her to kneel at his feet. All will anesthetized, Jackie did as he told her.

Breathing an odor of sweating balls, the young girl instinctively opened her mouth.

And, with her trembling tongue, she began to lick the solid root as if it were a candybar.

“For a beginner, that's not bad, my child… but sucking that sugar stick isn't enough. You have to rub me with your mouth.”

He introduced his rod down her throat. Then, his hands placed on his companion's cheeks, he imprinted a coming-and-going movement on her face.

It was easy for Jackie to learn that motion. Obviously she was putting her whole heart into the work, although she still lacked technique. Her lips weren't enclosing the congested glans tightly enough.

In a hurry to come, Armand had to use his finger in order to reach the expected conclusion. It didn't take long.

Not yet knowing that come is one of the most precious of elixirs, the young girl tried to throw her head back. Her uncle prevented her.