I was immediately hit with the smell. Not just his usual musk, there was also the smell of sex. Leo loved to fuck. He would fuck anything, at any time.... For a guy in his sixties he had an incredible libido. I was somewhat jealous of his outside interests, but he always had time for me, so I never had a real problem with it. I, myself, had fucked a few girls on the side, not nearly as many as Leo. It was always easy to tell when he had gotten a little before coming into work, he was always a. Just an average looking guy, Italian, stocky, and unfortunately quickly approaching the half century mark. My exercise is running around with my kids. I have somewhat of a spare tire that I carry around, slightly thinning black hair. You get the picture. The best trait that I have that I pride myself on this, I work hard at being a nice guy. A caring and considerate person with a somewhat offbeat sense of humor. In the shadows, where only my mind can take me. I am somewhat of a sexual deviant,. I developed a fine appreciation for shapely calves, even big ones on high heels…what a delight. I kept wondering how to see more at home when one night it came to me. Our old farmhouse had one bathroom with a door into each bedroom. One night I turned in before Mom took her bath which was rare. The light in the bathroom came on, I rose up off my pillow to see a shaft of light through the old-fashioned keyhole in the door. I could even see movement! The next day while home alone I took a. “Want me to take a few shots?”“NO!” cried Brenda, who was totally averse to joining her friends online. It was okay for the Tallmans, but she was a mother of school age children with a husband who couldn’t afford any scandal.Tom laughed and set the camera back down. He stripped off his remaining clothes, exposing his stiff cock. Brenda liked Tom’s cock; it was a little shorter but thicker than her husband Frank’s, and Tom wasn’t circumcised, which was an interesting twist on things. He moved up.