Wore Blue Jeans except to Church and made whatever she wore look good in a Nice Girl next Door Way. She got her Jeans back on 7 days after the Baby wa... born which is what led to the early and perhaps the last Sex. We sing! Ive seen fire and Ive seen rain at this point. I really did expect to see her again, it just did not happen. I rather just remember her in our Motel Room at 22, asking me if she can move her hips while I am fucking her. Things where that lame in those days, mid 60s, at least. After about an hour or so she invited back to her house to have some drinks and see where things go. Of course I said yes without hesitation. Before we got back to her house we stopped at a liquor store and picked up some tequila and margarita mix. I knew it was going to be a fun night for us .As soon as we got to her house we started mixing margaritas and drinking . A lot actually . Then Jessica opened a lil box on her coffee table and we started smoking some pot together. We were having a fun. ”“Yeah, a hymen will do that,” Yesenia remarks. “Luckily it hurts only once, although it could be fun to be a virgin over and over again. I know when my dad shoves it in me it pinches sometimes, but once my pussy gets him all wet, it’s like heaven again. Just make sure he’s wet before he puts it in you.” The she holds her clenched fist up to her mouth and makes a gesture like she is giving a blow job. “He will slide right in.”With that, both girls fall into each other’s arms laughing.“I felt so. " I looked up at her. She was a pretty girl; shoulder length strawberry blonde hair, fine features and blue eyes. But that was mostly hidden by the signs of weariness: rings under her eyes; hair that needed some attention. I smiled. "No worries. No harm done." She looked up at me, as her soft hands glided across my thigh. Our eyes met as her little finger brushed accidentally against my pussy. Enough to make me gasp. "Oh God. Sorry." "Don't be," I replied. "It's fine. Nice in fact." She raised.