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He leaned over and kissed me on the nose, and jumped naked out of bed, his hairy butt cheeks bouncing as he trotted off to the bathroom. He then said those special words every man says at a time like this. Our lips parted, and we both lay back, trying to catch our breath. My orgasm exploded too, and my cum shot onto his hip and filled my bush with my man seed. I thought he was going to swallow my tongue, as his cum started flying, spurt after spurt of his hot thick cum coating my hand, his shaft, and the sheets. I started rubbing my cock against his hip, picking up his rhythm, thrusting faster and faster. I stroked his man meat, and he moaned, pushing my face harder into his.
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I ran my hand through the tangled hair, until I reached the prize, his rock hard, throbbing cock, our lips and tongue still working feverishly.Īmazingly, we did not need those little blue pills in the morning, just waking up next to him, the smell of his body, the warmth of his skin and sparkle in his eyes was enough to get me rock hard. My long thin fingers traveled under the edge of the sheet, over the tiny mound of his stomach, poking my finger into his deep belly button, and then continuing down to his coarse, full, bush. My hand slid down his chest, stopping at the little tits, teasing, pinching and gently twisting them. I stood beside him at the funeral since they had never had children, and most of their family was gone, or too old to travel. packing up her personal stuff, and shipping it off to Good Will.
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I helped him with some of the stuff, you know, getting their car transferred out of both their names and into his, dealing with the property transfers, and then the hardest thing of all. He needed a friend that understood what he was going through. My Gracie had died two years earlier, and I was drawn to him. At first it was just "Hi, how are you." As we passed in the hall, but about five years ago his wife died, and I knew what he was going through. We both worked on the same floor for a large insurance company. We are both in our early sixties, and had met at work a few years ago. My lips parted and his soft warm tongue started probing my private place. I leaned in and kissed his soft moist lips, gently at first, and then deeper as his hand came up and held the back of my head, pressing my harder against his mouth. His eyes smiled as they focused on my face. They fluttered open, those clear blue orbs that were the window to his soul, a good, loving soul.
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I leaned over, and ran my fingers through his long unruly hair, pulling it away from his eyes. The hair on his chest still had some dark brown color mixed in the grey He was still a fine looking man. The sheet was down around his waist, and his strong manly chest exposed to the cool air in the room, making his large dark nipples stick up.