I modestly could consider myself to a be cute twink. I stood only 5'5 but for me only added to the sensual passion of being with an older bigger top d...ddy. turned and spread my ass, my pretty pink hole winked back at me, simply begging to be stretched.30 minutes later I stood outside a modest house with an attractive garden. I rang the bell, the door opened. I was greeted by a hunk of a man standing 6'2 and close to 200lbs. He was hairy, a heavy stubble, arm and leg hair was shown. He was built. I concentrate on her face, determined to give her as much pleasure as she gave me. Her moaning becomes louder and I know her first orgasm is arriving. Her hips buck with more force almost dislodging my hand from her soaking wet pussy. At last it hits. Keep&hellip,going. Harder&hellip,Harder. Yes. Yes. She bucking now. My left hand is pushing down on the curve of her back trying to force her onto my right hand to make as much friction as I can to increase the pleasure. As the orgasm washes. "Shit," you moan into my neck as I grope you wantonly. "Don't stop," I plead at the same time lifting my hips higher so that you're as deep as possible. Your head falls back as if you're in heaven as my inner muscles clench tighter around your cock. We have the bed banging against the wall in no time. All thoughts of taking our time is forgotten. Your powerful cock is plundering my pussy fast and so hard that I can't even breathe it seems. I manage to keep up with you whilst squeezing your. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I mean, I didn't ask, hint, whine, cajole, coerce. Said, "Hi, baby." And he did that.Yeah, I'm gonna give THIS up. Not!Worst arguments we have are over what to do about food or folding clothes. I fold the towels right. He folds them wrong. It's that simple. He showed me HIS way, giving me a stern look. I showed him the way I was going to fold them, and offered him a variety of physical coercions to get him to accept the decision.Afterward, I smiled at him.