There might have been a poetic justice in it all if she left me for a younger man, but he was older, much older than I, older and richer. Anyway, over...the years, my friends had tried to fix me up with other women. Nothing came of their efforts because I was far too stubborn to even try to “date.” Finally, one of my darker friends took me to lunch.He took me to a very discreet inn, where only distinguished, mature gentlemen were allowed entry, in fact, my friend and I, in our early sixties, were. But that was ok…we’d used each other for what we wanted. He wanted to bust a nut in somebody’s mouth and I needed to suck some cock. However, I wasn’t satisfied yet…not by a long shot so I went back out to the pool area again. When I got there the action had mellowed a little as most of the couples had left. So I walked around for a little while displaying my wares with my ever present hardon still leading the way. When I passed a buff older dude in his late 30s or early 40s with a hardon to. He contorted his face noncommittally. "I don't think so. It's a bit too, uh, black," he responded. It sounded like a dumb thing to say, but for the life of him he couldn't find a better word to use in expressing himself."Okay, we'll eliminate everything black," Kaija said simply. The store employees looked at one another, impressed by the sales pitch they were witnessing. Kaija popped into the dressing room and returned a few moments later wearing a delicate rose colored tap set. Again, she. I closed my eyes again savouring the feel of one finger, as it found my wet pussy lips. This was heaven, like nothing could ever come close to what I was feeling like now! ‘Gina, do you really want me?’ I nodded and choked out a yes. He pulled his zip down and stood up. I looked down and watched him get his cock out. ‘Oh my god, you are so, so big,’ I stammered and mumbled. He placed my hand on his cock and I shuddered a little. My hand looked so small compared to his dick. ‘Will you take me.