When the two of us were younger the age difference didn’t seem to matter but now it does. He is nearly 57 and over the hill; I’m 37 and the hill i... so far away I can’t even see it yet! I’m a brunette with shoulder-length hair; five feet four inches tall and very slim but with a 36DD chest.My upbringing was very ordinary by most standards and my parents tried to made sure that I stayed on the rails, which mostly I did, although sometimes I think that, just as some people who are blind or deaf. He hated the damn things as meaningless. He’d recognized them for what they were: a means to manipulate other people into reacting one way or the other in their business dealings, sometimes to their own detriment. They were not all that informative, showing gains and losses, often inciting excitement or fear, and often without any objective justification for it. Men were literally jumping to conclusions and out of windows when it showed the terrible news of the choices, they had made because of. "Are you okay?" I asked.“Yeah I’m ok, I just didn’t think you were this big.”“Do you want me to continue?” I asked“Yeah…Yeah, just take things easy,” came his strained reply.I stood quietly for a minute then inch by inch I started to move in and out of him until I found my balls resting against his thighs, slowly we began to fuck, with Peter being as tight as he was I fully extracted my cock several times so as to gob more lube into his hole. He groaned loudly as I fucked him, telling me to. He moved his hands around to my boobs, cupping each one and flicking my nipples. The older man I was facing moved his cock toward my mouth. I leaned over just a little and gave it a lick, before he grabbed my head and pressed himself into my mouth. Here I was bouncing on this big-headed cock in my pussy as this guy starts fucking my mouth. I came with a shudder. I could swear I even squirted a little. The two men said something to each other, followed by the guy in front pulling out of my.