Her name was Jennifer. Sex videos I didn’t know what was happening then but I had just given her her first orgasm. I pushed in slowly, partly to savor the feeling but mainly because at this point her hands were on my hips dictating the speed of the “entry”. In fact, sex was the farthest thing from my mind. We were both sweaty and short of breath. We kept going, her with the kissing and I with the unbuttoning, and the kissing too, but my mind was mainly on the unbuttoning. She came to my home on the second of the four week holiday. The two minutes this lasted must have been the best two minutes of my entire life. Her name was Jennifer. “Ah! “Aaaaaah!” I could not help it. She came to my home on the second of the four week holiday. We became acquainted and soon enough, letters were being exchanged. She was breathing heavily, fear or anticipation I didn’t know and quite frankly I could care less.
