Everyone that is except for that tall, old black man who whizzed his head around to look at me. I ignored his short glare and moved towards the door t... the restrooms. I felt his eyes follow me like they were burning into me. I wondered what his problem was. I didn't know what to think besides to ignore him. I pretended to not even notice him.I pushed through the door that said restrooms. I walked down the long, narrow hallway quickly down to the men's restroom. It was one of those small and. A sharp foul smell of hot piss filling my nose. My cock is about to burst.I hear a gurgling sound coming from her, surprising me out of my climax momentarily. I realize it comes from her belly, her bowels. "Oh my fucking god You're trying to shit aren't you?" She limply flops around from my thrusts, not responding, unable to control anything, on the verge of passing out again. Still holding her asscheeks, I pull them apart, give them a few slaps, swirl them, just teasing the fact that her. 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 they say is. The alarm clock sounded at 6:00am. It was my school holidays but VP still had to go into school, for work. When I woke, I found VP had cupped my bare breasts with one arm and had another across. I grinned when I felt his cock had been resting up against my ass crack. So I decided to rock and wriggle my butt against it, hoping to make it slowly respond and grow. His cock slowly grew but VP didnt seem to want to get up. So broke his embrace and turned around and kissed him. Time to get up.