She then made me rest pushing me backward and was kissing my chest and licking and making circles around my nipples with her tongue. She was eyeing me... the entire time. She then kissed my abs and was making slurping noises and looking at me and winking.She now was kissing my thighs and was eating them with her lips and still eyeing me like a person in a war. She again made her way up and started to kiss my lips and was constantly biting it. She came near my ear and bit my earlobe and whispered. Even though I wasn't yet 21, I still felt carefree, like a kid, whenever I was around Sara. I had enough responsibilities that I treasured the feeling.In late November, the Tennessee game was Senior Day. Tom VandeVender was one of five seniors on the roster and it was his final home game, so I asked Coach Brown if Tom could start the game."He's done so much for me, personally," I told him. "And you know how much he's done for the team. I think he deserves the honor."Coach thought it over for a. I stand at 6'6" tall, I have brown hair and green eyes. I have an athletic build, not the worst looking in the world. But, I am very shy. I've only been with one girl and since that ended, it’s just been me and my hand. I noticed a male sex toy advertised on the internet not long ago and decided to get one out of curiosity. One Saturday morning, I woke with my usual morning erection crying for attention. I reached down and freed it from my boxers, playing with it and stroking it gently for a. Keith’s steady breathing made her realise that the feeling of closeness, warmth (and love?) in bed in the morning was something she really missed. The strong smell of sex, the bedclothes all over everywhere, Keith’s lean, naked body half exposed … the memory of his touch, the way he stroked her skin making the little hairs stand on end. Her mind remembered every detail. The way he kissed her — lips, neck, ears, nipples, her tummy and … Oh my God, he was so fucking good at that! By the time he’d.