His lips returned to hers for a short kiss and then were back to her nipple. He cupped her left breast, kneaded it gently at first, then harder to coa...x a moan from her lips. He looked up at her face from his place at her breast. Her head was thrown back, that lip caught between her teeth. He moaned and lolled his tongue around one nipple while he gently pinched the other. He nudged her knees apart and stepped between them, his thigh brushed the hot juncture of her thighs. She moaned loudly and. It was then that I found the enjoyment of man to man sex, especially sucking cocks. The directness of the play, each knowing what the other wants and how to please him really appealed to me. It was direct, immediate, not subtle and very enjoyable. By the way, I’m 63 years old.So much for the introduction and my condition. Recently, we’ve had another “dry spell” brought on again by my wife’s health and age; a big reduction to the number of times my wife and I get it on. However, it seems I’m. ” I loved fucking from a standing position. Her anus was tight but the condom prevented me from coming too early. Jean-Louis was back photographing again taking close-ups of my shaft pumping away like a piston. Betty screamed as she enjoyed a monumental anal orgasm. I withdrew and she turned round and pulled off the condom, went down on her knees and sucked my cock with amazing vigor. Just as I was about to come, she stopped sucking and finished me off with her hand. I shot a huge load. He still had that awful sneer. I couldn't help but to cringe, pull back from him. Or try to pull back. The tight hold on my shoulder kept me in firmly in place. Shit. I was so scared, I wanted to crawl into a hole and die... And, yet.And, yet, I could feel myself fall under his power. I could feel that deep dark side of me being drawn to him, to that all-knowing, all-consuming stare. I licked my dry lips with my equally dry tongue. Stammering a few small sounds, was all I managed. Another lick.