I'm good with everything you said you liked..and pretty much whatever..." I told my wife about that, that I really didn't like his indecisive answer, ...specially since I was looking for someone who's both cool with what I wanted, and more on the dominant side. She told me I should just go for it. It was now 8:32, and I replied, "Sorry for the late response. If you're still up for it, great. If not, or you found someone else, just give me a heads up if you can..." I decided that this was actually. But now, it’s like … well … not bad … but like feedback in our memories. As we speak, we’re not only growing our new memories of this moment, but we’re having old memories overlap our other memories of 1989.’ But he didn’t think he’d lost memories of the other days. It would take a few days to figure out. Because the sex with Janet. She was a stripper — a girl who had given him a blow job during his freshman year when she was a sophomore — had seemed unforgettable at the time. When he avoids it. His poking fat dick teared my virginity in the first try with a loud moan of mine. I felt too pain at that time though and felt that someone opened at the wall of pussy. A loud moan eased the pain of losing virginity. The fatso was in my pussy and he then hugged me from behind on my boobs.I was sitting on his dick now in his lap. My long hair was hanging over my face till my knees and my face was hidden. He then started stroking me slowly while I was making a loud moan with every thrust. The. I’d turned off my light to go to sleep and there was a knock on my door.I asked who it was. It was my brother Neil. He was just over a year older.He said he had a surprise for me.I said “Ok, come in.” It was dark but I could make out his silhouette. He had his arms behind his back.He told me to close my eyes. I asked why. He insisted I needed to in order to appreciate the surprise.Then he told me to hold out my hand and keep my eyes closed.“Why?” I asked.“Just do it he insisted, you’ll like.