With drugs and alcohol going hand in hand with having sex with women when meeting them for the first time, John didn’t need drugs and/or alcohol to ...ave sex with women. If his good looks weren’t enough, he had hypnotism. He had hypnotic suggestions. He had control of their sub-conscious minds. ‘Look me in the eyes. You want me. You need me. You must have sex with me.’ With a cock as hard and as big as was his sex drive and with him having a voracious, sexual appetite in wanting to bed so very. “What about you?” I had to ask the question back although at only 20 I doubted that she had developed a ‘type’ yet.She cleared her throat, “Well, to cut it short so as not to bore you I am single because I like older men and haven’t found the right one yet, it all stems from my upbringing”, well that was a bombshell and from the way she looked at me it was a pleasant bombshell.“Wow!” was all I could reply as I noticed her gaze lower to my exposed erection. She went on to explain that she was. He now had some idea of what the stories were really about. Be careful what you wish for, was the title of many a story that he had read but at the time he scoffed at the title and only absorbed the sexual content. He loved the sexual content but now he had to contend with what the author’s message really was about. Now he understood. He understood that he had started an avalanche of feelings that was about to rush down towards the depths of despair and he was caught up in it because he had. So we're talking and he's telling me how hard he was while he was waiting ( and that's all I need to hear), at which point I put my hands right into his cargo shorts which were saggin off his perfect azz and probed until I found that big meat...and I found it throbbing...I squeezed the head and shaft alllll the way up to Harlem (I could feel the nutt gathering, swishing from his nutts thru the shaft)...I felt his big swollen nutts drooping out of his boxer briefs and sitting on the inside.