Not too long, not too thick.I saw his wedding ring.He was a decent man.He did not want to **** me, just see me satisfy myself while we watched porn.Th...e whole situation turned me on, suddenly.Suddenly I wanted this man, who could have been my father, to fuck me.Maybe it was the moans and the sound of flesh slapping on flesh in the video, but I turned towards him, spread my legs and laid back on my couch, looking him straight in the eyesI didn’t need to say a word.He came over, positioned his. I am 37 years old; I stand 6 feet 2 inches tall and weigh 230lbs. I had been separated for about a year when this story took place, and had found the Internet to be my new best friend. Whilst I had been married for 13 years I had only ever been with one person, now I was single, I had found a whole new world. I had joined an over 40 chat rooms; and being as I was only 37 at the time it seemed odd but everyone in the room accepted me, and I became friends with a few of them both on and off line.. The rest is up to you. If you get all puffed up and full of yourself because you are dating a cheerleader, you will crash and burn so fast that your head will spin. Remember who Gail's last two boyfriends were. Donny Morse strung her along until he found someone at Notre Dame, and then he sent her a 'Dear Gail' letter. Peter Childress got caught up in the steroid mess. Her asking you to the dance doesn't mean she's ready to go all the way after the dance."Kenny looked at me seriously. "I know. Remembered how cute helooked. The whining as he fucked him. Then he was gone. The wife didn'tcare, and truth be known if she had put out more often than once a fuckingmonth he wouldn't have done the faggot boy.But if he was a real man, he would have fought back, not lay there and leta real man plough him.Something fluttered between him and the television, and he leaned forward.Just a bug. Big ass thing. He swiped at it, but between drinking and alife as a couch potato, he would have been better.