"Wrong holiday, Santa. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving." Funny." He dropped the bag on the couch before meeting her at the doorway. "I'm getting out of shape... Maybe I'll go back to working road construction next summer instead of office stuff."They kissed. "Tired of me already?" she asked. He kissed her again and reached for her breasts. "Pot's boiling," she said. He followed her into the kitchen and watched her dump the macaroni into the water."You have a point. I couldn't go two days without you,. “I’m going to show you something you should suggest to Annabelle. I think you’ll like it.” She reached down to help guide Jonathan’s cockhead into her entrance and slowly lowered herself so that he was just inside her. As she heard him moan, she smiled and sank down slowly on his shaft as she continued talking, “You let the girl control the fun and she’ll like you even more.” The moon shone brightly in the barn now and she winked at Jonathan as she sank fully on him and moved her hips.A cool. "Yeah," she sighed. "So, I got home after my freshman year, back to good old Bradford, and I was really bummed out, and wanted to play catch-up to balance off that really crummy year. So here I was, things were dead as always. So finally, out of sheer goddamn frustration, one night after I'd been home a couple weeks I called up John Engler and asked him if he'd like to do a movie or something. Now John was a nice guy in his way and still is, but it was pretty well understood around the class. I was trying my best to make her as comfortable as possible. After around half hour of talking and some kissing, we moved to the bed. I hugged her and started playing with her hairs and was kissing on her neck and ears. I could hear a slight moan from her and it was clear she was getting into the mood and moving in the flow. She was so pretty and amazing lady that I didn’t want to make it fast, I wanted to spend the maximum time with her and since we were in the hotel we had all the time.I.