When Tom did slide his cock into me it was harder than I’d experienced in years, after a few strokes I stopped him and he looked concerned, “Why a...e you so hard, have you taken something?” I askedTom reply came after a short pause for thought “Nope, just more relaxed and confident that you’re not going off with your ex and his bigger cock, you want other men getting intimate with you just for sex”His reply surprised me as I always thought it was me that wasn’t attractive enough to turn him on.I. Ron couldn't believe his ears. His shy and restrained wife was begging to be fucked by black cock. Ron had never heard her use language like that and she had surely never begged him to fuck her.Trunk pushed his cock in slowly. Lindsey had never experienced anything close to the size of his meat being shoved in her vagina. Lindsey rewarded Trunk with a gushing of pussy juice as she came for the first time of the night. Her entire body vibrated for about fifteen seconds. After she came Trunk. He was a man in his early 80s, a man that worked with two of my mother’s uncles at G.E., the plant as they old men called it. ‘Yes, it is, Mr. Timmons.’ ‘Only things that would make it better would be a doubleheader and free beer.’ He chuckled and patted my back. ‘I don’t see anyone giving away beer.’ ‘No, sir, neither do I.’ He shook his head and pulled himself onto the cement stairs, holding onto the recently replaced handrails. He moved his cane to his left hand and leaned heavily on his. Julie broke the kiss, laughing. ‘Oh, good, I thought he’d drowned.’ ‘No way,’ I growled, cupping her ass cheeks in my hands and squeezing. She has a wonderful ass, Julie, firm with muscle, deliciously squeezable. I never get tired of touching it. Her hand was moving down my back now, squeezing my own ass, moving round until she could squeeze my stiffening prick, her fingers cool against my rising heat. Abruptly, I broke the kiss and lifted her, then lowered her to the springy turf, kneeling.