Nice enough in its way but lacking something, I did so like saving my cum for my wife and intermingling it with the emissions of the guys who had empt...ed their balls into her previously.It was while having a threesome with Colin, a long established male contact who both had no problems with condoms and was a prodigious spunker, that a solution in part occurred to me. As a curious, sex-mad (even more so than now) youth I had enjoyed masturbating into fresh used condoms discarded at the local. We bought a condo and set up housekeeping. June wanted some new furniture while I liked my old comfy couch and chair. We compromised and I set up the basement as a recreation room where I kept my furniture.I also kept my TV downstairs to watch my sports. June and I were able to compromise pretty well. We actually took turns cooking. Since I lived alone for so long I became fairly good in the cooking department. Some nights we would go out for dinner.Our love life was great until the cancer set. With a quick movement he pulled up the front of her dress and she did not know how he managed but she felt his cock between her legs. He swayed to the song and his cock was rubbing over her pussy and she felt hot and wanton. She had never felt like this before but she was letting this stranger rub his cock on her pussy right there on the dance floor. Then he reached through the back of her legs with the hand that had been rubbing her ass and she felt him push his cock inside her cunt. He said. ”“They know?”Dana nodded. “They smell things like I do. They figure it’s still a couple years out, but it’s hard to say. He’s old, and his body has been through hell and back. It also doesn’t help that he’s on a constant supply of spider venom.”“You’re going to have to explain that for me.”“They didn’t go into detail, but apparently the bites keep him from experiencing pain. Like, physical and emotional. It doesn’t dull his senses or anything, it isn’t like a drug. It brings him peace..