I moan with pleasure and hold your head to my chest. You re-surface to my lips, kissing me once more before slowly pushing me back to my bed. You’re...ontop of me, kissing me madly, kissing me, dominating me, kissing me so fiercely! Your lips again leave mine to go down my body. You throw my bra to the floor and tease my breasts. Your hands cupping and grasping them as I softly moan. Your rough hands move down to my skirt, tugging it off. My thong is still on me. You leave it. It’s not important. He was mine. With a groan of mingled pleasure and despair, I thrust deeply into him, shuddering as my pent-up semen flooded out of me. I lay beside him for the next hour or so, not caring for the time that slipped slowly past us, just enjoying his company. I played with my cock, already slippery with a mixture of my orgasm and Vaseline, until it began to harden again beneath my fingers. I slipped a rubber cock ring down over the swelling head, threading it down to the thick base. The rubber. Perhaps because I was revelling in my new-found comfort with aging, my girlfriend’s birthday gift of a psychic reading seemed a bit “odd” at best and — frankly — “weird” to be less magnanimous.Yet here I was. At 4:00 p.m. on the Thursday afternoon before my 40th birthday, I stood in front of a modest house that looked more like a cabin (minus the lake) than any home I had ever noticed in this neighborhood. As I rang the doorbell, actual chimes clanged out my arrival: “Bing. Bong. Bong.. We would arrange a time for me to come over. He would leave the door unlocked and ajar so I could get in to find him laying nude on the bed with a towel over his face to conceal his identity. "I am 28yo, white, 6'4", 195lbs, 8inch clean cock. Big balls too. Ddf, normal, sane guy who just needs his load drained. Love my cock sucked and balls sucked and asshole licked. I'll leave the door cracked for you and you'll come in and find me naked on the bed with a towel over my face for discretion. You.