Instantly I placed my cum covered rock hard cock into the hole and my new fuck buddy began to suck and swallow my cock with a vigor that made me feel ...retty sure that it wouldn't be long before I was getting drilled up the ass. I let him suck me for as long as he wanted trying desperately not to spill my load. (and I tell you it wasn't easy somehow the thought of him sucking up all of the sticky goo left there by fat guy with tiny dick was really turning me on) thankfully he let me have my cock. I told her that I had, within the hour in fact.Subsequent discussions with her, often gave me another stiff dick while we talked about male masturbation, mine in particular. On one such occasion, she saw that I had an erection while we chatted secretly and wanted to know why I "was hard". Honestly I didn't know, other than talking about it or seeing her nice figure in abbreviated thin summer attire made me erect. (It seemed to please her, to know that she had plenty to do with my budding. 1982Leonard Slye was one of those men that people liked and trusted. Blessed with an even temper, friendly manner, and a silver tongue, he had little trouble with the opposite sex. When I tell you had three affairs, that does not mean those were the only women he fucked. There was a long line of one-night stands. Dozens over the six years of his marriage. The first infidelity occurred while they honeymooned.Even so, for the past three months, he had been faithful to his wife. Lucille would have. He was maybe about fifty and divorced three times. He was dating a girl now, probably a decade younger than he was. When we got better acquainted with one another, I asked him one day if he thought maybe he'd been married enough.He laughed and pinched my cheek. "You're silly."If he even got a hint I was in a morose mood, he'd be on top of me with corny jokes and amusing but long-winded tales of his past. He became a dear friend to me, almost instantly. He was loud, tall, with ruddy cheeks and.