I think Dad said it best. "Charles was my friend as he was to many. He was a good father, a good husband, a good friend, and a good neighbor. He was a...good man and that's as good as can be said for any man." We buried him in the family plot in the Baptist cemetery. Karen was the only one of his children still known to be living but there were some grandchildren and many cousins. We broke bread together and then left for our homes.It was on our way home that it happened. We were crossing I-75. . I have him come i my room and reveal to him my toy box with a couple fake dicks. Each one bigger then the last.." I bought them altogether, and can only use two of them... the smaller two are just so perfect. I came once from anal and it was while riding on my 8" All-American dildo. Mine is in black no offense white men but I just like the color of the cock black I think white boys are way more attractive. But anyway so the phone time I came was on my black cock... I was riding it for awhile. We didn't break eye contact as he slowly leaned forward, opened his mouth and sucked my penis into his mouth. he simply held it there, in that wet warmth, why I didn't blow right then I don't know. Then like the men in the movie, he began to move slowly up and down from tip to base. Leaning back I placed my hand atop his head and he continued as I glanced up at the movie screen. Atop the car, the young man began to convulse while the elder allowed the younger mans seed to cover his face. . To maine pucha us se k “ tum mujhe dekh kar always smile q krte rahte ho.Ye sunte hi vo sarmane lagi or boli “ kuch ni aise hi”I askd “ bfd hai koi”, usne kha “ ni hai”…fir maine pucha k “ tumhe dar ni lag rha…yha mere sath akele ho flat me or koi ni hai…ye sunte hi vo hasne lagi or boli “ dar kaisa. I blv on u” n vaise b tumse hi milne aayi thi mai…”Ye sunte hi mujhe signal mil gya or maine uska hath pakad kar apni or khich liya…usne dur jaane ki koshish to ki but fir vo bi sath dene lagi…uske.