..So boredom led me into a chat to meet other women and enjoy other sexual experiences.carrying this in secret, every night I contacted looking for my...ideal female. After a few weeks, I began to get intimate with a woman from another city, a six-hour drive from my city.For obvious reasons I will not say her real name, I will call her Jun.Jun was a 51-year-old woman at the time, ruby-haired with long, loose-haired lion-like hair, brown eyes, a pleasant face, beautiful mouth and smile and of. He left a trail of warm cum on her sweet lips. Before tonight was over he would have her sucking ever inch of his ten inch cock. He rubbed his cock around her nipples loving how they felt and then he wrapped the tits around his cock but only for a second as he planned to cum in her cunt and no where else first.He got on the bed and straddled her. He called her name to wake her. He wanted awake when he first fucks her. She started to wake and looked scared at being tied and naked with her legs. (Now, if we didn’t have such a close relationship, I don’t think I would have ever had this conversation with her.) She said that she was asked if she had seen a real dick before. She told them she hadn’t and they started teasing her about how late she was and so forth. Then they started talking about oral sex and blow jobs came up. My baby girl confided to me that she was really curious to see a real penis, and that this was something she could NEVER talk to her mother about.Trying to be. 'What's "just wishful thinking"?' she persisted.'Oh, nothing really ... just something that was in my mind.' Neither my sister nor my Auntie Mary knew anything about my sexual preference and I certainly wasn't about to enlighten them. It had been a long day walking round the city shops and we were all tired, especially Mary, so we lingered over tea, enjoying the break from our shopping exertions. This suited me fine since it gave me all the more opportunity to observe this particularly.