I could now see, at eye level,as I knelt on the carpet, his erect cock. Again, Iwondered how such a prodigious weapon fitted such asmall and undevelop...d boy. Bradley was going to makelots of girls very happy with that thing. But theyweren’t here now, I was, and I was determined to makehis first time memorable.He lay quite unabashed, as I explored every inch ofhim. Licking his small pink nipples until they stoodproud of his chest, I kept his hard cock in my lefthand. I kissed his mouth,. Her response was to grind that dreaded powerfulvibrator into my vulnerable and undefended erection, immediately reducing meto lustful jelly and repress the panic that, only a moment ago, threatenedto overwhelm me. I was quickly rock hard and moaning with pure animaldesire. I so urgently wanted to ejaculate I thrust my hips forward againstthe vibrator and concentrated all my will power on my penis.But, just as that thrilling moment, which signals imminent climax wascoming, she pulled the. Thisunexpected action caused my wife let out a yelp and dropped the weight, whichdistended her breasts in the opposite direction from which they had so recentlybeen pointing. With her mouth free, she began frantically to begfor release, promising me all sorts of pleasures for a moment's respite. Ireminded her I could gain such pleasures from her any time I wished. As a quickcounter, she offered to find others to please me. This intrigued me greatly,but I pointed out, as before, she would do so. "There you are. Here, take this to Nurse Charles," she says, handing me a plain envelope."Anything else, coach?" Yeah, get me a diet coke. And don't take all day."As I cross the courtyard, I hold the envelope up to the sun, but all I can make out is blurry handwriting. I find Mrs. Charles sitting at her desk in the small health office where she passes out band-aids and counsels students about the evils of STDs. She is a small, pale woman with mousy brown hair screwed up in a bun that always.