I'll be bent over a table and have porn playing. If you want to jo while you do it that's fine also. I am also up for fingering but have a virgin ass ...ole so be gentle. I am white. Late 30s hwp. 6ft tall. Must send pic in first reply. Not a lot of emails. Looking for now. I prefer feminine/twink types." I can tell you that I don't fit the twink type but I thought I would give him a shout and see if we could connect for some fun. I replied and we ended up deciding that we wanted to be nervous. We were chatting over an app which doesn’t display our numbers and photos.After few days of chatting, we decided to exchange our pictures and we liked each other. Then we wanted to plan for a meet.Finally, the day of the meet came and we met at a coffee place. I picked her up at her office and drove her to a secluded coffee place. We were talking in general terms and about our lives, experiences and likes and dislikes and about the terms mentioned before and why we wanted to meet and do. I sat there watching TV until way too late wondering just what had happened while I was away. I never asked, Jolene never said – but I never did anything stupid like that again. Did I mention that Jolene was a singer? That’s why she was in the bar that night we met. She sang and played guitar, wrote most of her stuff. She did some covers of Patsy Kline songs that would leave you weak in the knees. She was always trying to breakthrough into the business by sending tapes to other singers, other. As I pushed up gently against her crotch I could feel a dampness through her underwear, that coupled with the softness of the mound there told me she was as turned on as I was.With the new knowledge that she was feeling the same way I was I returned my hands to the hem of her skirt and pushed it all the way up t her waist with one movement. I quickly continued by grabbing the waistband of her underwear and pulling them down. We broke our kiss for the first real time as she lent back and lifted.