I finally wore him down and we were married.Now I am forty-five and Bobby is sixty and I'm sorry to say it, but Bobby was right all along and it is ki...ling me. Actually Bobby didn't even get to sixty before erectile dysfunction set in. It was two months after his fifty-eighth birthday when we noticed that he was having trouble getting it up and keeping it up. Another six months went by before Bobby went to see a doctor who gave him a prescription for Viagra. Even with Viagra it was hit or miss.. I love the taste of your sweet cum. I love to have it on my tongue, and just let it sit there for while, and then, I like to swallow it. Oh, the taste is so good. I especially like sucking your cock just before you cum. I love to feel it getting harder and harder, as I suck it. I like to push it all the way down my throat and my lips right up against your body. I love deep throating you. Do you know what I really like? I love sucking you and when you're just about to cum, I like to put my lips. Reaching her mouth forward, she used her tongue to taste the large and shining purple head of his sex. Something within her which was beyond her twenty-second century education overcame her upon the feeling, scent and taste of penis. It compelled her to throw her mouth onto it. A quite cry of pleasure escaped from Nicholas’ throat.She slid her lips over it and moved them backwards before plunging her mouth back down again, a little further than she had done the first time.Gradually she managed. He must have known who I was but what was he up too I wondered. I stammered and looked down at the dildo I was holding. He then stepped towards me and grabbed my arm, and I looked into his eyes. I knew he recognized me but he had some motive that I couldn’t figure out. “Does Dave know you’re here, did he let you in? I should call the police.”Then I knew he was playing me. I stammered and again and decided to play along. “No please, I’ll leave and never come back,” I said and then tried to go.