You do know about yourself, don’t you? Yes, I do, the man said. Then tell me, I'm just asking discreetly --How big are you? Where? he asked, Well, d...wn there, I'm now looking at his cock like I want to eat it. After all he had been doing the same thing to me and my tits and all over my body since we met. I'm very large, he says. Somehow I knew that, I replied. Now I’m dying to touch the man’s cock so I just do it by placing my hand between his legs and start rubbing the man’s massive cock. Then. “The ‘Mad Bomber’ is as talented as ANY of the other quarterbacks I’ve played with.”“The Mad Bomber?” Zack asked, laughing.“That was what the other guys on the team called him when he was made starter when he was in tenth grade,” I explained. “He played with no fear. Put it up and let the receivers go make a play for it. We loved it.”“Chuck it up and pray,” Zack said. “I hope he’s learned a few things since those days.”“Kyle assured me he has,” I said. “I can tell you what Kyle has told. I had managed to make him cum without risking pregnancy. I sucked his tongue into my mouth as he emptied a large volume of semen. Suddenly I caught a unique scent; one that I had never experienced before. I cannot describe it other than to say it was pleasant and I liked it. I knew right away I was smelling the faint aroma of Don's semen. The warm sperm on my stomach and the erotic aroma of his sperm aroused me, and pushed me over the edge. I felt my vagina spasm, and contract, as my climax. I tired my best to recall the events leading up to my situation .I remembered my friends and I drove down to Austin, Texas to finally visit 6th Street. I remembered we couldn't go into to any of the bars... but why? I leaned forward and rested my head on my folded knees and closed my eyes. Ah, yes. My best friend's sister had invited us to stay with her and asked to go out with us. She was only 19, and couldn't get into any of the clubs or bars. I've always had a crush on her, being that she.