I am 27 years with a decent height of 5’5” and extremely athletic body, which manifests my stamina on the bed. My tool is near to 6 inches (can’...t brag though ;P) and I am very much inclined towards matured females and hot and sexy aunties. The reason being they are more experienced, so they give utmost pleasure and they always enjoy young tools at their age. But that does not mean young chicks are prohibited for me. This is a story about my entry to the amorous world of sex where the heroine is. She wanted to make a move but she was too shy. However, she knew she was good looking. At five foot seven she had long lean legs and hard abs from the continuous hours she had spent sculpting her body. One of the pluses of her body was her chest. She was a d cup and guys would always let their eyes slip past her eyes. Usually she minded but on some occasions she welcomed it. Even though she was considered hot to most men she doubted that her trainer Andrew felt the same way. He seemed only. ’ The audience all shuffled trying to see who wore the lucky number, meanwhile I was staring at the number 360 around my neck. ‘Fuck dude, it’s you’, Brad said bringing me back to reality. ‘360’, Spyder repeated, who has 360?’ ‘Over here, here’s the guy’, the due next to me yelled, pointing his finger at me from above my head. The bouncers proceeded to push the crowd away from me, including Brad, and escorting me to the platform. I walked up on stage toward Spyder, Woody and Tera, my own image. As a result I was pretty hungry when I left the clinic so I decided to stop where Helen worked for lunch. The hostess seated me and Linda showed up to take my order. I asked if Helen was around and was told she was in the back filling the salt and pepper shakers."Could you do me a favor and tell her there is someone here to see her?" And whom shall I say is calling?" Her husband." Hello Helen's husband, I'm Linda" and she offered me her hand. "Call me Rob" I said as I took it and shook it. I.