They did not fear death at that time. It was the only gift I could give them for sharing their lives with me.Over all my life times, I never fathered ...ny children. My wives tried and I was very happy with their efforts, but alas there were no off spring. I had long come to believe that whatever gave me eternal life, also kept me from passing that gift on to any offspring. Medical science grew by leaps and bounds over the years and my sterility was tested. The doctors concluded that I was. I refreshed my page and noticed my hopeful fuck had replied to my message.He said he was looking for fun today, complimented my pictures, asked what I was into and attached some pictures not shown on his profile. A very well structed message which impressed me, little did I know that this was the standard, almost scripted message suppled by every gay man on the planet.I said I was looking for fun too, wanted to try being topped by a patient experienced older man.He said he could accommodate my. Her see through sarong draped over her oiled body giving her no sense of modesty at all but accentuated her nakedness. Around her neck hung the three trophy wooden bead necklaces that she had earned this afternoon from her young Swazi boy fuckers. They hung and swung in her ample cleavage, bringing attention to her magnificent 38C cup breasts, the left one exposed the right under sarong cover. A titillating site for any red blooded man be he white or black.As we stood at the top of the veranda. She just blushed and thanked for the complements.Since all of my friends came with their family and wanted to leave bit early, they left by having food early and I was all alone sitting by talking over the phone calls. Suja came and sat next to me and asked quite casually “I know you haven’t go to the dining yet and I too feel like having some food and I don’t have company too. Shall we?” we just smiled and left to dining and hardly people were there except some elder people.We started having.