I felt that this prolonged the poppers rush intesively. I was so turned on that a huge prostate orgasm started building up from getting slammed by tha... guy. Between catching breath and moaning like a bitch i stammered „I‘m... I‘m about to cum. Please don‘t stop. Please!“. He didn‘t. He touched the tip of my caged cock once and then closed the little hole in my breathplay hood by sticking his finger through it, and inside my mouth. I tasted probably a little of my precum but soon only his latex. Afterwards I was chuffed,relieved and glad I got rid of my virginity at last more than bowled over by the actual experience,that would come with subsequent encounters.At 32,when I lost it to Mike I was a different person.Vastly experienced sexually (though only in str8 sex.lol),had 3somes,countless partners,lovers,one nighters with so many kinds of women.I was a man,masculine,a mans man,dominant,confident,totally at ease,sure of myself,comfortable within my own skin and totally sure that. He had not seen them naked yet, but he checked often waiting for his chance. Steve’s cock was already hard as he moved up near the 1st window and was rewarded with a clear view of a topless girl.It was one of the daughters, Jennifer as he recalled. She had very large tits, D cups at least, capped with large areolas and nipples. Her nipples protruded nicely from her big breasts and looked as large as the tip of his thumb. She had a pair of tight athletic shorts on and as doing some stretching. He ran after her but lost her in the moonless night. He called out but to no response.He walked back inside as she watched him from the shadows. Tears running down her cheeks. She had found the man she wanted but alas she couldn’t let him see her in this state. She looked down at her grubby hands and legs and felt the collar her step mother put around her neck had reappeared. She softly sighed and made her way back to the brothel and fell asleep at her place near the fireplace.The next.