Jennifer’s were a beautiful light brown, the rare kind of eyes you only see once a year or something, the kind that make you stop in your tracks and say, “Woah.” My own blond hair was done up hastily in a kind of ponytail, but Jennifer had these natural braids going on that drove me wild with envy. Hindi sex Nerves. Eventually I had to put a hand down on the paper and stop her. Her scent was so strong it practically clouded my vision. Hearing her normally professional voice breaking down and giving in to her pleasure like I gave in to mine, and using such harsh language the closer she was to an orgasm.
