Little One’s opened wide when she followed Daddy into the room. There was a pink canopy bed and a vanity with a large round mirror. A ceiling fan tu...ned slowly overhead. Little One turned in a circle and examined the entire room. She had never seen a bedroom like this except in magazines. ‘Daddy, is this my bedroom?’ Little One asked with a hesitant voice. ‘Yes, Little One. Do you like it? We can get a different bed, if you don’t like this one.’ ‘Daddy, I love my bedroom. A princess would be. Fifty years. Yep, I turned fifty before I discovered and became addicted to the pleasures that only two men can give to each other. And, yeah, of course I rue those wasted years. But it is what it is and I've tried to make up for as much lost time as I possibly can. But this year? Man, I think we all want to put this one behind us.So lockdown chastity has reigned all spring and summer.Autumn came but I didn't. Not in a man anyway.Now it's getting too much. I'll take my chances with whatever. I lock the door behind us and when I turn around, you stand there, waiting. I smile. My mistress is always waiting for me. "What does master command of me?” you ask, as you drop to your knees My command? I walk to you and raise to stand before me, place a sensual kiss on your lips. With my lips still against yours I whisper, “Take off your clothes, slow and sexy.” Your gaze unwavering, first you remove your blouse, then your pants. As I walk over to you, you remove your bra and bend over slowly. Hearing this, his hand slid down and took charge of my cock from my hands, feeling my fat erection through the shorts and praised it to be “Very nice”. I asked him to take it out and rub it. Marek quickly grabbed it through the fabric. Seeing him play and enjoy my cock, I did not want to show any hesitation and reached down to his shorts. I whispered in his ear, commenting on his youthfulness. Marek chuckled as I continued to gently feel his smooth body. Soon his cock swell up with the signs of.