No identity.I would wait for a finger then stick my cock in the hole and feel lips on my cock, what a thrill, men seem to be able to suck in more hard...cock than woman. Men will also finish better than woman. I could blow my load in their mouth and they would drain my balls.... and love it. If the hole was big enough I would get my balls in there too, nothing like a ball message and suck. I couldn't get enough.Then I realized I wanted a hard cock in my mouth. So one time while having my prick. This woman--obviously it was Taria--didn't just send back "Aw, shucks, twarn't nothin'" like some people might. She told me how she came to write it, and what it did to her. She told me she couldn't write things like that very often, because they made her hard to get along with, overbearing. It sounded as if she were maybe a little afraid of her talent. After all, she's a scholar, not a story teller.My whole attitude toward her changed. She'd been somebody to shoot the bull with, just another. " God Christy, I fucking love you!" I whispered."Is that okay?" she asked, "Is that exciting enough for you?" Absolutely!" I replied as we kissed deeply again, "I love these rules. Give me as many as you wish, Christy." We'll see how this goes first," she replied, "I may introduce more rules later, okay?" Sure, I'll accept them all!" I stuttered, "Now, I need to go and clean myself up, I cum in my pants." Are my rules that exciting to you then?" Christy asked, "Not being allowed to see or touch. I'm pretty sure my leg and hand are fully healed already. I'm only keeping my casts on because the hospital would get all excited if they knew. I heal several times faster than ordinary people. Remember the hand cutting experiment."#2: #7: I added, "Sorry, I just remembered that I never got around to telling you about that. A week or so before the kidnapping I deliberately gave myself a little cut and kept track of how fast it healed. It wasn't exactly a rigorous scientific experiment, but I.