One day I said fuck it, and created a profile on website, I can't remember what the website was now. I got some quick responses, partially becuase I w...s very clear that I had never done anything like this before, partially because of the pictures I put up there. At that time I was working out constantly, so the pictures of my body looked pretty sick. I have kind of a bubble butt, or so everyone tells me, so I got a lot of responses from guys who wanted to top me, which is exactly what I wanted.. He was a landscaper and strong, solid and muscles like rocks. But he was always horney and always liked to talk dirty. He would tell me stories about his customers bending over on the lawn and he seeing her ass or some woman peeing and leaving the door to the bathroom open;…. All kinds of nonsense. But he had a huge, and I mean a huge dick. I did like Paul simply because he was a hard working down to earth guy. Just over sexed!. Finally, after about ten dates we were making out and it. She is tall, thin, small breasted, with dark, dark brown hair. We have a great deal in common, like our passion for Victorian architecture, but for some inexplicable reason, she has no interest in sex. There must be some repressed childhood memory or something. She just doesn't have the drive for sex like most women her age. She likes to cuddle on occasion, but that's about as close as we usually get. Sure, I get an annual birthday fuck, and when she gets drunk, she loosens up, but otherwise,. You have given me shoulder to cry on when I’m having a bad day. YOU know who you are. So I’m thinking of YOU. I fly out to see you in your country, state or city. We are in an elevator (or lift for my British folks!) going up to your apartment (or flat!) or an hotel room. You try to be a gentlemen, at first. But the excitement of having me in your reach, and the urge to be on top of me, or in me, is too damn strong. I glide along my slit and lightly pat, tap, and caress the triangle mound,.