Nor am I a fashionable dresser. In the warm months, I wear a t-shirt, as often as not a tatty one, and often-faded swim-type shorts. You know the kind... I mean, they look like swim shorts but aren't lined. In the winter I wear a similar t-shirt, sweat pants or athletic pants in equally tatty condition, and one of a number of old and rarely washed jackets and sweatshirts. I shower a scant few times a week and often smell.I am not gonna try and rationalize this. The main reason I do it is I am not,. I then took one of my hands and put my finger in his mouth to make him shut the fuck up, and with the other I was squeezing his ass while I fucked him. Ohhh my old wrinkled cock is almost ready to explode inside his young asshole.I now grabbed his ass with both of my hands, I squeezed it as hard as I could making it even tighter around my thick old cock and started thrusting against him as hard as possible. I started to ejaculate deep inside his anus, I was moaning so loud. Thick old hot sperm. You tell me that you wanted to stop by and compensate me for hanging the shelves. You hand me the bottle of wine and smile. I put it on a table by the front door and then grab the front of the t-shirt and pull you inside. I push you up against the wall and slide the shirt off your right shoulder so that your breast is exposed. I put my left hand around your throat.You’re surprised. Before you can say anything I roll your nipple between my thumb and forefinger. That gets a little gasp from. I took hissuit off the hanger and handed it to him. As I watched Monica'srippling muscles, I felt myself getting flustered, but this time Icould not push the thoughts out of my head. I felt a need inside me.I wanted to be touched, held, and even filled. I felt my nipplesharden and my crotch get moist. My heart rate started to increase, andI could once again feel energy building from deep inside me."Ok, I am ready. Let's get you fixed up. Sit in this chair here and Iwill get you ready,".