And about as far away, right now. She continued, "You know, some women are attracted to older men."Margie's pose brought her large breasts forward and...up. She twisted, left to right to left, so that they could be appreciated in three dimensions. At the same time, I observed that Bill had found the zoom button, and had zoomed in on the breasts. He must have felt safe, since Margie could no longer see the computer screen from her location. I could see the outline of her bra under the top. I could. He had a fake id, so he could go out for a beer, but never got drunk. He almost never had more than one. He didn't cause trouble in bars, and didn't socialize much. He'd just sit and nurse his beer for a bit, hit on a girl or two sometimes, and go back to his apartment.He had played soccer in high school, but had not gone out for any sports in college. He got around on his bicycle. Or at least he had been, since the start of spring. What he had done in the winter, we didn't know or care.He had. I left my legs open. I knew my fuck hole looked irresistible. The man plunged his rod into my wet fold and began pumping in and out fast and hard. I spread my legs wide to let this stranger fuck my cunt as deep as he could. “Oh, fuck this cunt is TIGHT.” He cried as he pushed himself all the way in me. I felt him filling me up with his flesh pole and waves of pleasure washed over me. The heat of the dogs’ cocks and the precum dribbling down my face made my pussy ache with desire to be. He had damn well pissed enough for the rest of his life.This time when he showered his hair was in his eyes. He scrubbed off his upper body but was reluctant to soap up his crotch. When he finally did it was obvious that, even left handed, that his balls were practically gone and his prick could hardly be seen. What was he going to do? He couldn't tell anybody about this, it was too embarrassing!Carl had asked the other night, but how could he admit to him that he was a fucking eunuch? What was.