. and time after time they'd enter Elijah's dorm room as curious white girls and they'd leave as obviously well fucked coeds, many surely on the way t... the campus pharmacy for some emergency contraception!All of this provided plenty of entertainment for me as I enjoyed the thought of all these seemingly good girls going bad and doing something naughty their conservative parents would disapprove of. I suppose this was all fun until eventually Elijah's sexual prowess would hit a bit close to home. Anything he did was perfect.Suddenly I felt his powerful arms wrap around my tiny frame and gripe tightly, pulling me tighter into him. I could feel his sweat coating my body from his slippery wet skin. The stink from his armpits was almost overpowering, but I couldn't stop inhaling in his scent, turning my head towards his musky pits. I could feel my mouth start to water."Does that feel good, boy, is this what you needed?" I heard him grunt."Mmmmmhmmmmm. Just a couple of guys having fun,. Neither do my children. For that matter, I'm not out at all and keep my bi-sexual life very well guarded.Throughout my adulthood I would stop at adult bookstores and adult movie theaters for my gay experiences...and believe me, I had many of them. I never had a problem finding some action at one of these places. There are a lot of horny guys out there looking for some physical stimulation. It wasn't until I turned 51 that I decided it was time to subscribe to the internet. I quickly found my. "Nothing, really, I thought we might take a drive. There is a house I would love to show you, just because I built it, not because I want you to buy it." With that, she grabbed the check and would not let me pay.The house she had built was truly special, custom in every way. As we strolled through it, my mind naturally envisioned the last-- or should I say, the first-- house we looked at together. The memory elicited a response from my libido that was both instant and apparent. Kristen looked.