I see it in my dreams. I put baby powder on my cock when I jerk off so it reminds me of you know what instead of my black hand. Not that I jerk off mu...h. I can usually find a little white hand to do that for me, and a lot more.It all started rather innocently. Although only 15 and a freshman, I was on the varsity basketball team. I didn’t start, but I was the first reserve in the game. The starters were all seniors and white, and like they say, they couldn’t jump, so I played most of the. Anyway, please don't worry about it. Okay?"Before Sheila could say or do anything, Susie vanished. "What ... what was that?" she asked in utter amazement. At Susie's appearance — a tiny naked woman floating in midair — Sheila had been frozen into immobility."That," Barbara said softly, "is our private angel. In fact, as she said, she was Steve's wife. That girl is the bravest person who ever lived! In Vietnam she was kidnaped by the enemy and then tortured to death in front of Steve to try to. I lead you to the shower, you undo my robe, put your hands up to my shoulders and slip it off. I'm completely naked in front of you, and you kiss me hard. I feel a tingle between my legs and I want you to touch me so bad. We step into the shower and you're still kissing me as the warm water runs over our naked bodies. You kiss down my neck and start lightly biting me. I feel like I'm going to orgasm without you even touching me. Your hands are soft but strong as you explore my body, your tongue. Each time we got together, it was something new. I kept thinking he would run out of new ways to make me orgasm but he never did. I had never had anal sex prior to meeting him. Several men had tried, but it always ended up being painful or just didn't feel good. Even though Mike is as big or bigger than those guys, he somehow was able to show me just how incredible anal sex could be. But this story is not about him performing anal sex on me, rather me performing anal sex on him. It all started.