Stroked it up and down while his left hand started feeling my boobs. I moaned as his cold hands played with my boobs making my nipples hard. He unbutt...ned the first 3 buttons on my shirt exposing my breast. I was astonished and told him “Kya kar rahe ho Ravi(what are you doing Ravi), koi dekh lega (someone will see)”. He replied back with an evil smile on his face, “Haan mai janta hu ki koi dekh lega wahi to mai chata hoon( I know and that is what I want )”. I was surprised listening to his. Typing a bit faster than what someone would think possible for such aged and withered hands. Quickly the fingers found the right file and typed in the security password, as aged eyes from a balding head peered in anticipation of the file opening. ‘Every once in awhile it’s good to reflect on how one person has gotten to be where that individual is currently, or they are doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again.’ The thought went through the old man’s head, as the computer slowly. I shivered with delight. I looked down at his face and he was looking up at me and our eyes met. It wasn’t love, but it was the love of having a woman over him and his cock up inside her as far as he could. We smiled and I said,” Jan is a lucky girl.” “And so am I,” he whispered. “I have a feeling you have done this once or twice before.” “I am glad you noticed, I think we are going to be very good friends, as well as neighbours.” Then I began to fuck him, slowly lifting and lowering myself up. But, it's been more of a curse. I've been able to fuck some people, but a lot of times, people are worried about whether it'll be too much. So, they don't even want to try. And even when they do, they usually end up being right. I'll get most of the way in, but they can't take any more.But, I don't want it to get in the way of my relationships. Sex isn't the most important thing. I want someone who I love and care about. That's why I married my wife. She's an incredible person, and we figure it.