It's hard to get old and even harder when you have grown-up responsibilities. While my bi-lover and I frequently lament "if we only knew then what we know now" we are old enough to know that life is imperfect, and you must take what you can, when you can.
Just the other day, he texted me about my recovering wife (she had some back surgery that was rushed because of the state of her spinal cord.) In a pleasant, dare I say hot-intense way, our texting turned into sexting. It was amazing! He was "babysitting" an aging in-law and with my wife tucked in, we had gone where I am sure both our minds have often wandered.
Cock sucking, nipple pinching, twisting and all-around abusing (I have developed some pretty long nipples over the years from, first my wife playing with them and now me. And I can't stop! We went back and forth telling some new secrets, sending pics of our cocks, and making plans...
You see, he is a cum freak and I am a size queen. He loves to lick and swallow as much cum as he can, and I love big cock. NO, really big cock! His was the first big one. Mmm, so thick and angry red pushing out from a huge black bush that covered his fat balls. And what balls, I know why he loves cum, when he shoots, it's like a firehose of hot juicy, delicious spray. I mean, it's so voluminous that I can't swallow it all at once. He can though. Yeh, he confessed he was a deep throat self-sucker and always...always swallowed his own load.
