No contraceptives were used, but after those two, I put myself on the pill. I was twenty-five when I began with the first boy, and over the following ...hree years I think I must have engaged in every sort of sex imaginable – vaginal, oral and anal sex. Sex in bed, on the floor, on the edge of tables, sitting on chairs. With the four boys I was tied down and raped (pretending), as I was with a number of other boys on their own. I had sperm ejaculated over my face, breasts, and in fact, over. She opened her eyes and looked into mine and said, “that is how it is supposed to feel”.She warned me now and said, “don’t push too hard, you are all the way inside of me and it might hurt if you do it too hard, you are right on top of my cervix”. I told her to tell me if it was hurting and started to slowly move my hips up and down. Again, she met me in a rhythm, and we were finally making love after all these years and dreams we had both had. I was in heaven and just kept the slow and. They kiss passionately, her hand squeezing the outline of the erection. He sucks her lip, kissing her eagerly. Her tongue darts into his mouth, exploring it as her hand pulls down his zipper and undoes his button. Their licks smack loudly while her hand reaches into his boxers. The girl finds what she is looking for and grips it, pulling it out. Her pussy is flooded at just the sight of it and she has to break the kiss. She has been dying all week to put the damn thing in her mouth. She has. ’ Ken continued to turn, letting his mind and eyes drift about. Then his eyes stopped, looking at the opposite wall, at the eight by ten framed picture of his cousin Jennifer. It was a four year old picture. She was standing in her Navy flight suit on the flight deck of the aircraft carrier Enterprise. It was, he remembered, a photo she had someone take just for him. In the photo she stood beside her jet fighter with a big smile and with her double handed forefinger and thumb ‘v’ shaped salute.