The dreaded ED. Probably the two most dreaded letters for any middle-aged man to say. But, yes, I must admit. I am one of the many middle-aged men who...e sexual skills exist only through testosterone injections and the little blue pill (or tan, in my case, because I use the 36 hour version).As our bodies were changing sexually, so were our sexual drives. Mine was getting higher. Hers was disappearing. Out of frustration, I soon discovered the internet. Yes, the internet, and all's it sexual. His soft balls were crushed against her already drenched slit and she whimpered just the way he loved to hear her pleading for respite.This was the tableau that her Aunt Josephine walked in on later that evening as she arrived early from St. Louis on a non-stop flight. It was hard for her to believe it was her niece's teenage ass sticking up in the air with her face buried in the goose-down pillow. What really caught her attention was the huge ten inch cock disappearing into her niece's. Numchucks was already way off sniffing around ahead of me. He went towards town. ‘Numchucks, get back here. They went into the woods not towards town and police and people who would see them.’ I took Chucks by the collar and led him back to the creek. Now in his mind he must have been thinking, ‘Oh, Okay…you want to go this way.’ Because after hunting and tracking all day in the woods. I mean every inch of this thicket would be impossible. But the main trails and hang outs were checked and no. The men at the door watch excitedly. He leaves her standing almost naked save for her tiny thong stockings and glossy heels.He slowly moves behind her, “bend over slut spread your legs” as she did he sank to his knees and peeled her thong down her thighs inch by inch; further gasps come from her watching audience.Her smooth, shaven pussy is finally exposed, giving the men a tempting glimpse of the glistening swollen wetness between her legs, he pulls her arse cheeks apart, darting his tongue.