After all, she is almost 45 now.Me, I'm Robert Fenton, but to Sharon, I'm Rob, Robby, or Robert Louis Stevenson Fenton. It all depends on what mood sh...e's in, or how much trouble I'm in when she calls me. I'm 6' even and 180. I've been heavier, but I trimmed down after a friend had a bad scare with his heart due to his putting a few pounds on and not exercising enough. I took that as a warning sign and started running each morning and watching what I ate. So even though I turned forty-five four. Telling him, “here try this’, I lay down so that his dick was just at mouth height for me. He offered himself and I didn’t leave him unattended. He was only slightly swollen even though he had a cock ring on. His dick seemed pretty wide, though, as I took the uncut meat in my mouth. Gradually he grew in size and girth as I licked my way around his foreskin until his dick head popped out. It was all incredibly tasty, and my head swirled as I realized that I was going all the way down on a. I mean that the punishment was for me because of my ill treatment of her, when all she was doing was trying to keep me alive a little bit longer, even if it was for her own convenience and lifestyle. I purely didn’t object to her devious little ways and her transparent physical needs that I increasingly was unable to satisfy.I pictured her half naked.The naked part was her lower body and her hairy snatch was waving in the breeze like some sort of prize for the longest cock in the room. Some. So blue it was.Once I was dressed, I set about doing what I hoped would develop into aroutine. I made a sweep of the house again, dusting lightly. I checkedto be sure everything was neat and in its place. I did these things,not because they were needed, but to fill my time and occupy my mind.Ever since I awoke, I'd been plagued with doubt. As the time approachedfor my debut, my nerves became so tense, my hands trembled and even mylegs seem unsteady. I was just about to panic and run downstairs.