I also work out three times a week at the local gym. Consequently, I am in pretty good shape and my body is quite firm and shapely. I have no one whom...I would disgrace with my lifestyle so have no reason at all to be inhibited. I have a few close friends who find my new lifestyle intriguing, and I think, secretly wish they could live at least some of it.It all started about four months ago when I met an extremely nice guy in an internet chat room. We chatted several times, talking about our. I thought I’d been shit, but she was so pleased. It did not compute. I looked puzzled.“I can take Ken his favourite type of pie,” she said by way explanation, touched the end of my nose with her finger and a wicked grin spread across her face. “You’re around for a week or so, aren’t you?” I nodded. “Good, we’ll do this again then!”Karen lifted off me, put her dress on covering her gorgeous figure, kissed me on the lips while her hand jiggled my softening cock and left. I dropped back onto the. I stopped him and asked him to free my boobs. Without any hesitation, he ripped my t-shirt and pulled my bra. Now my boobs were free and he placed his hands over my naked boobs and started to squeeze them. He also moved his hands over my navel and bareback.I placed my hands over his erect cock and started to give him a handjob. It was a 6-inch long fatty cock.The old dirty beggar started enjoying it and took off his right hand and placed it inside my panty and started rubbing my pussy and. I wasn’t going to let him escape. I asked him some more random questions about his life and then asked him if I could click some photos, he refused – I still wasn’t sure if he was interested.I wanted to test the waters and started ‘noticing’ his muscles and feeling them and asking him about it. He blushed and felt shy but I wouldn’t stop. I asked him if I could see all of his muscles and if he would take off his shirt for me. At this he got a little uncomfortable and said he had to leave. I.