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Old Dick and the Sea - Part 7 (THE END?)

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Angus had had scant few blow jobs until we got together, as debutantes think it’s beneath them and slappers want you to pay for it.  He also wasn’t much into porn and isn’t too familiar with the seedier side of fucking.  So, when I described deep throating the wife’s cock, he nearly choked on a pretzel.  “You did what?”

“I am neither lying nor exaggerating.”

“You can do that?  Just like that?”  He tried to finish chewing  but only succeeded in nearly asphyxiating.  “How, how did it feel?  Weren’t you, overwhelmed?”

He meant ‘scared’.  “That’s the point, isn’t it?” I replied.  He leaned back on the bed’s headboard, letting his mind wander on the ceiling.  Nervous, I coiled my fingers picking at my cuticles.  The old man had been right – I had my best orgasms when I am servicing others.  That night, sucking his wife off, I shook so bad from cumming that I nearly dislocated my left hip.  But good healthy lust is complicated by heterosexist restrictions on body part usage, according to my BFF, Toni.  I was always cautious because otherwise was, at best, difficult for whenever I offered my ass, lots of men considerate it as open season and their starring in the own rough anal porn scene.  And the ladies couldn’t stand the smell of their pussy on my lips.

Angus’s tone dropped and his voice was just above a whisper.  “Show me how you did it!” he demanded, the words coming out gravelly, slow, and deliberate.   He jumped up and walked to the foot of the bed.  “How did you position yourself?”

“Angus, mate, it’s been years since I’ve done that,” I said.  “I haven’t even practiced in some time.”

“And you’ve never offered this service to me, your lord?” he replied, crossing his arms across his chest.  “What do you need to practice?”