As he pulled my cock, he took my hand and wrapped my hand around his cock. I could feel his enormous cock getting hard and growing in my hand. "Squeez... it and pull it hard, I want you to hurt me"This is the only cock I have ever had in my hand except for my own cock, but then there is a first for everything.He brought his hips closer and closer to me until be took my hand from his cock and I could feel his cock pressing at my ass crack."What is he doing?"I asked myself as I felt the head of his. . not that I noticed! I was a basketball player, 6'4, 200 lbs, not tall for college - but I came off the bench, aggressive defender, could shoot and contributed where I could (my avatar is real - put on about 30 lbs. since school).But this story is about what I didn't know about Rick (and vice versa) on a Thursday afternoon in 1986. We both had busy schedules - but we always had time on Thursdays to get together at his house and catch up on things. I got there at the usual - door unlocked as. I folded up the card and slipped it into my pocket. It was time to speak from the heart. Teagan Malia. When we first met I had a broken heart. There was a hole in my soul. An aching, missing piece I thought I would never again be able to fill properly. Then one day, quite unexpectedly, a beautiful young woman, happy, full of life and energy came into my life. You were so much more than I expected you to be when we first were introduced. Slowly over the months our friendship and trust in one. I owe you so much!”“You just keep doing what you’ve been doing,” he grinned. “Keep working on being the sexiest woman you can be and keep letting me enjoy the benefit of that.”“I will,” I promised, “and you’re welcome to enjoy the benefits anytime you want.”His grin got even bigger. “Careful, there, sugar. I may just take you up on that!”“I meant every word,” I grinned back. “Anytime you want a blowjob, just come see me.”“Only blowjobs?” he asked. “What if I want a nice piece of.