He reached up with his other hand and took a nice tight hold of my cock. Pulling on it he asked how this felt? I told him that it felt really good. h...e just smiled and moved his hand on my cock some more. Now I was getting hard right in his hand! He told me that he wanted to see my erection and that he wouldn't stop until I was hard. He slid his hand up a little and then down a little on my hard cock, this time asked if that felt good? I told him that it felt great and that if he wasn't. I only had friends of Reetu’s age who were always constantly used to ask me questions about Reetu and her information. I hated them all. I used to avoid them every possible way I can coz they used to tease me and ask me hurting questions like Reetu’s bra size, will she accept for good fuck, will she accept money kind of things. Since I was younger than them and they were in a group of 5-6 boys I never messed with them since I was all alone.Out these 5 guys one who was the bad ass was Nitin. He. Aha! A black girl back home in Georgia showed me ’bout sex. Lila was her name, pitch black skin, wild curly hair, strong as an ox. Saw me skinny dippin’ one day and got interested in my magic wand. Then there was Clara, her cousin. Thought I was going to get lost in her. Kinda proud I had a dick that made the black girls take notice. Played it pretty safe when I was in the MM. When I got up this direction, I had a couple of girls over on the mainland, usually got my ashes hauled when I’d sail. ’ She nodded knowingly. ‘Well, I guess I owe you one,’ she said. ‘I’m Heather from LA.’ My glasses told me she was really Julie from Oklahoma City. ‘I’m Tom,’ I lied, ‘and you never did answer my question. What would it take to get a girl like you to come up to my place for a drink?’ She looked at me carefully, trying now to decide whether I might not be the police. ‘C’mon, surely there must be a way for a guy like me to have a drink with a girl like you,’ I said. While I was talking, I put.