Huge. All my worship was ‘secret’, i.e. you can’t tell girls at work or at school that they make you cum in your pants and you wank on them all ...he time. It wasn’t until I was middle-aged that I got to worship personally. In my teens my inadequacy wasn’t really a problem, most blokes hadn’t ‘done it’, though when I heard those that had boasting about their exploits, I felt this strong guilt and humiliation – they were talking about the girls whose names I was chanting last night as I. My hands were all over him as I stripped him. I yanked down my his pants and found a fully erected rock hard cock. Mhm, it looked so delicious. Matt and I fell onto the bed, still fuly absorbed with one another. He laid me on top of his face and licked all the sweet juices from mywet pussy. I grinded my ass into his face. Ahhhh, his tongue felt so good, as it stroked my clit in quick succession. I bent down and kissed the swollen part of his dick and licked up the precum. His tongue dipped in. “I have no feeling in my right one. Practically, it is … an implant." “It looks really cute,” I interjected quickly and slowly withdrew my hand. “I feel a bit uncomfortable when…” she started confusedly. “You don’t need to explain,” I said and pulled down her panties, "just let me do what you want me to do.” We took off our clothes, then I pinned her down, exploring the graceful curves of her lithe body. She spread her legs invitingly and guided my penis inside her. Her vagina was tight,. We got to the club, the hottest one in town. When I was a man, I hatedplaces like this, with thumping bass and music so loud you can't hearyourself think. And insanely expensive drinks, to add insult to injury.But now, I just had to look at a guy to get him to buy me something,anything I asked. And the music...After I'd had a few fruity cocktails thanks to several guys, Kellydragged my on to the dance floor. Freed from my old inhibitions, Idanced with reckless abandon. It's so much easier for.