The ball fell three feet shortof the basket. "You guys are crazy. There's something wrong with thatball." I listened as all my buddies assured me that...there was nothing wrongwith the ball. I couldn't figure it out. As we started our regularpickup game, a bunch of the neighborhood girls came over and sat inthe adjacent bleachers. I waved to Suzy Johnson, a girl in my classat school. She was really hot, and I had heard through the grapevinethat she had a thing for me. This would be a great. After a few thrusts with his massive cock, the pain began to subside ever so slightly giving way to an overwhelming pressure inside me.My dick stiffened as I felt his balls barricade into mine with every push. My ass was open and more accepting of his meaty dick, but the pressure overwhelmed me and I let out a bellowing moan. A moan of enjoyment? I looked up in the mirror and caught his eye. And I whispered, “Fuck me.”His eyes widened and his rhythm quickened.“Fuck… me,” I moaned slightly. "Burgers. Do you have a grill?" I have an old hibachi." That'll do." She took over steering the cart and headed for the meat department."Yes, mam," the counter man said."A pound of ground Angus," she replied. Then, she headed toward the produce. "We need some sort of a vegetable," she said."Does ketchup count?" She pulled back one corner of her mouth. "Just kidding. How about sweet corn -- on the cob?" Perfect." She picked a half-dozen ears. "What do you like on your burger?" Cheese ... onion. While I was pointing to the drawing with my right hand I withdrew my left from on top of the desk. I slowly slid my hand towards my pants covered sex. With each inch I got closer the pleasure increased incrementally. When my hand was finally over my nub I was greeted with a blossoming of ecstasy. I can do this, I can focus on the meeting and this. Does he know? Would he even think that I would be doing this? Why do I care? I need this. I began to very slowly rub my pearl and was rewarded.