I have been totally satisfied from the very first. Back when Harry was alive, we both used to get a massage from Pete. He was just like a younger brot...er we never had. Even Harry used to say how great a massage Pete had given him. I stopped getting massages for quite a while after Harry’s passing. Sharon had returned home from living in Worcester and somehow we began talking about massage, and next thing I knew, I called Pete to come over to give me what I was missing; a nice soothing massage.. All ideas on seduction fly out my head as we entangle ourselves, kissing and touching with abandon. He stops only to put on a condom, and then presses himself to my entrance. I am nearly out of my mind, so filled with hunger and need…all I can do is beg ‘Yes, Karl, Please!!’ With a grunt, he thrusts up, half of his shaft sinking into me. It feels so good, all I can do is moan as he starts to work in and out of my tight sheath, slowly pressing more into me. It’s been a while for me, making for. After he started explaining his fetish, she just sat there and couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had experimented with several different fetishes and even had sex with a couple different women, but nothing prepared her for this. He had to go through the speech that he didn't want to change his sex, and he wasn't gay but she was still shocked by his fetish. After that she sat there for about ten minuets with out saying anything, then she told him that she wanted to go home and think. She is really into girls their age and makes sure I at least get head. On longer flights we swap off so I can knock a piece or two off. Don't worry any about what I may hear while we are flying. I always tell passengers that after 9/11 I have to close the door to the cockpit. Now if one of those cuties wants to try another dick on for size, you can send her up to cabin with a soda and let me take care of the rest."Shit I knew this was getting too good to be true. I am just going to have to.