I just realized I refer to my wife's pussy as "she".

"Is she ready?", "she's so wet", "tell me what she wants", "Does she need cum in her?"

Not since I was a teen. Not that I don't have sex dreams, I just wake up before I cum. Nothing like starting the day with that kind of pent up energy.

Holy shit, nostalgia boner coming through. She reminds me of Jenny Lewis from the 1989 film The Wizard.

When I lost my virginity, she randomly showed up at my house in the middle of the night. I thought something was wrong. She was only wearing a coat and a bikini. She had me lay on my bed, got on top, and put me in, rode for a couple thrust, came, then left. Couple days later we broke up.