Jacques seed poured into Joans womb, warm spurts of semen showered the entrance to her cervix, flooding her chamber with the fertile seeds of life.Jacques seed poured into Joans womb, warm spurts of semen showered the entrance to her cervix, flooding her chamber with the fertile seeds of life. Several weeks had past since Joan encounter with Jacque and she was concerned that she had not heard from him again. She never remembered having a "one night stand" with anyone and wondered how she let it happen. She did recall how handsome Jacque was with a sigh of "what will be -- will be". Sunday while getting ready for church, Joan felt a little unsteady and sat back on her bed after trying unsuccessfully to bend and put on her pantyhose. A waive of nausea came over her and she beat a path to the bathroom, getting to the commode with no time to spare as her body purged itself of the tea and muffin she had eaten for breakfast. Wretch after convulsive wretch Joan heaved the last remnants of that morning meal into the commode. |