Back in 70s We were teens. A chance meet at party..always wanted to lock up. We stood up and did the teen makeout routine. It got more than heavy and neither backed down. She stopped kissing and drew her teeth to my peck inches above my nipple and slowly bite me. My mouth popped open and I drew in air and squeezed her head harder. She reached down and checked the massssive member exploding through my jeans. It was a Wow event and being too young and dumb we never followed up or crossed paths again. Was that a moment for us....is that what pain and pleasure is about?