When he was done, he opened his eyes, still breathing hard, and rolled away from me. I rolled with him, wanting to keep him inside. I would up lying o... him, my head on his chest and shoulder. “Wow, I should suck your friends off every day if it gets you going like that, wild man!” He grinned and sucked in more air. In a few moments, he got his breath back and kissed me, long and deep. We snuggled and fell asleep for a few minutes. When we awoke, we told each other how in love we were and made. I could tell by his face he was cumming - his mouth twisted, he became almost ugly then his eyes rolled to the heavens. That was when I felt his first contraction. I squeezed harder, sucked harder and he contracted again. Timing my thrusts and sucks to synchronise with his tightening muscles, I urged him to his orgasm, pulling my mouth away just in time. His temples bulged and his whole body turned rigid. Breath gurgled deep in his throat. A long salvo of cum fireworked into the air,. What had happened? Where had the years gone? What about all the promise he had shown? He knew damn fine what. He’d bottled it, that’s what. Whenever he got the chance he’d lost his nerve. So now he was an aging pro giving lessons to old duffers knowing full well he’d never realised his potential and was doomed to carry on as he had been for the last eighteen years. He couldn’t help but feel bitter. Today he’d been booked to play nine holes with a Charlie Streatham. It didn’t happen often,. Just one bump.”“No, thank you.” my wife said, pulling away and sinking into the couch, looking a bit haunted.“That’s okay,” Natalie told her. “You don’t have to.” She picked up the TV remote on the coffee table and turned it on. “Let’s just watch a little of the tube while we wait for Rick to wake up.”Sarah groaned a little saying “Not more porn…” he her eyes grew large and her mouth fell open. “What the hell!” she said incredulously. “That’s me. That’s us! You were recording us last night?”“Of.