He is you, the reader! He is as strong and burly or emaciated and weak as yourself. Of course, when I say "you", I can't stop you from imagining a dif...erent person, so go ahead and take your pick of appearance. The reason why I did this was because too many times I've been told that I'm some 6'8" white beefcake (I would not eat that) with an 18" penis (now I really would not eat that). In this story, you decide!][Pictures: So, typed description is great and all but I personally like it when. Though, they were all impressive in size, equally. The blondes friend got to work rather quickly, picking a black colored cock to suckle, letting her lips take in the head, as her hands softly searched for other tools to pleasure. Once she had three covered, she began massaging each member in her hands from tip to bottom, and took more of the black penis into her mouth, saliva coating the length as she worked. The texture, the taste of the man, it was memorizing. The blonde wasn’t a stranger. And she just loved to fuck, her first college discovery."Nineteen," she thought to herself with a smile. "I've fucked 19 different boys and men this week. That must be a record for the first week for a freshman girl. Wow! Nineteen!" She tried to remember them all but they ran together in her mind, a series of multiple orgasms and stiff pricks. She ground the thick bar of soap around her jugs and down her bulging pudenda and gasped as she split her labia and nudged her upright clit.She closed. We became aware of this when our son, George, started to go to public school. We had brought George up to be (what used to be called) a gentleman. That is, he was taught that it is never right to hit a girl/woman. He also knew that men were to open doors for them. They are to be protected as much as we can arrange it. Cussing was not allowed in our house. Essentially any adult born before 1950 would understand exactly what we were trying for. Along about this time it became clear that George.