I die for mature men

As I related in other pages everything in my life from very young I indicated that my sex I was wrong … no details of my previous writings on the page I choose moans in this space have other experiences of my sex life with grown men … and started from 12 for micro driver on my way graduated from the my desire for men considerably older elementary school was growing and had many meetings in search of sate.

One of them was when I was 17 … there was a man who lived near my house and evenings out walking his dog (a Great Dane) and took him to a place 3 blocks from our street … Don Enrique was about 60, was a retired military and their physical characteristics proved me terribly attractive …. 1.85, 100 kg, beard tinged with gray hair lock, semi-bald, dark eyes, and a rather hairy body … wearing linen pants, plaid shirts with generally higher detached buttons, place where sticking his intense shock of graying hair … imagine inviting their lower areas …

When I saw it I fell in love … at night was the protagonist of my fantasies and wanted more each day … I encouraged me one afternoon and went to the park a few minutes before he … I sat on a lone bench and I began to leaf through a book … after a while of waiting I saw it coming and when passed me I greeted him with a smile rather effeminate to which he replied kindly … made some steps and turned .(almost he died excitation), saying ” Hello, you’re doing over here … you live near house no “? … I looked at him with eyes sweetened by desire and I said … if I came to study here. ..me favors the sunset and tranquility … I can sit next to you(Asked) … if, of course, I said …. let go of the leash your dog that was quite obedient and empezó a run around free in the neighborhood while our conversation seemed to be … a survey aimed to know key details for move to other areas at a time … I asked him if he was married and he replied that he was widowed three years ago … who lived a great loneliness, was retired and his only companion was his dog … he told me he liked talk to me, as we passed whole days without speaking to anyone … and I found it very nice … ” maybe we can be friends ” concluded … I decided to give foot and replied: why not … I have few friends … I relate better with older people with my age … I have a very orthodox family and I can hardly express myself at home? … you I find it very pleasant … well we had the phone and started saying goodbye, ” well, I do not get distracted more … hope to see you soon ” … to which I replied: Not no hassle … it does me good to be with you … let me look at my evidence … he smiled and said: if so I can stay a little longer … jack (his dog) is very entertaining and thank you. I ..tomé his hand, looked into her eyes and said softly … I love being with you … started stroking my hand and said … you know, I’m home alone … if you like venirte you can have a drink and still there … I said let … called a jack, he placed the belt and walked these streets almost silent … … knowing glances crossing on arrival was all so clear that just shut the door and started kissing me passionately drove without speaking to her room … where we had an incredibly fogoza night and fucked me in all positions and for having … from that day his beautiful poronga became my vice daily …