While he walked through my place, slept in my bedroom, used my shower, I knew I'd be there only to service him anyway he wanted, and go with it howeve... far. Bring him a beer, light his cigar, or wash his back in the shower, while he let me have a good look on his naked ass.***Six days ago, I came back home from work at 5 PM, only to find Leon wasn't there. Well, less than a minute later, before I had time to change my clothes, he was opening the door."Hey! Where you been at?", I asked as I took. I paid and tipped. We left for the Garden of the Gods.We arrived at the visitors’ center. We looked at everything inside. I was willing. After all, she was holding my hand. We left with a map and returned to the car. We changed into our sneakers planning to take the trails after driving around. There was so much to see. It was dry but the rocks were neat. We had lunch at the trading post after hiking some. After lunch, we hiked some more. It was possible to get close to many of the more. I took a towel from her and went to bathroom. I was taking bath, suddenly she asked me to open the door she came inside and told me that she will bathe me . she started applying soap on my body slowly she massaged my armsMy chest and going underneath she held my dick and started jerking it with soap foam on it then she said she will give me a better clean on my cock . she washed my cock with water and then swallowed it in her mouth . she started sucking it sweetly as if it was a lollipop . she. I had not worn them in years, perhaps as long as a decade. So why bother? a little voice demanded. Because maybe it’s time, I snapped mentally. I looked at the pants for a moment longer, and then said aloud, ‘Let’s do it.’ I slipped the burnished brass button through the buttonhole, and slowly unzipped the fly. I stepped into the legs, and tentatively pulled them up, pulling the ends of the waistband together. The fit was not right. My heart soared. The pants were at least six inches too big in.