I'm not complaining. It is the best deal in the world for me. Although he says he’s straight, he comes back often. Although a top, he is oddly passi...e. He lets me use his body as if he were bound. I suck that meaty dick and he sits there with his tattoo-covered arms loose by his side. No sound. No sign he that likes what I’m doing. If I nudge him, he’ll roll over on his knees so I can lick his asshole. When my tongue is tired and his scent is all slurped away, I flip him again and then sit on. “Mind if we come in and explain?” Confused and curious over this unexpected visit I let them in, ushering them into the living room.“So, what brings you both by?” I asked after getting them some water from the kitchen. Again I was looking at two smiling faces. At first, they were friendly smiles, but the more teeth they showed, the less friendly, and the creepier it felt to me. In not yet knowing what they wanted, I was starting to feel like a mouse cornered by two cats. Taking a long drink of. Without any words she gets in to her side and started to get in to sleep. I was hornier than ever so I put my hands on her shoulder and pushed her to lie facing upwards. Then I get above her and placed my hip between her things as my cock was above the crotch. The thing separates my cock with her things was just three layers of cloth. Then I looked straight in to her face, she was frightened and her face was like seen a ghost. This actually thrilled me; I was like control of entire situation.. The summer before my senior year of high school I had the goodfortune of meeting an older woman of about 22 years of age. I sawher waiting at a bus stop as I was walking to my car. I told her that ifshe was waiting for the bus she was out of luck because the last bus had already left a half hour ago. Seeing how upset she was I offeredthe woman a ride to wherever she needed to go. She gladly acceptedand climbed into my Karmann Ghia. We exchanged names and afterthe obligatory small talk I.