Reason number two why I never want kids. Sorry to hear you got denied. No camper or slow movement for me.
It was going to be a nice relaxing evening alone at home reading and such when half way through prepping dinner, I got a call from Allan. If I didn't have to put food away, I'd have been in my car before he hung up.
It didnt start out all that special, in fact he was quite dressed down in a simple tshirt and sweats. I assume he remembered that I love seeing a man in loose sweats. I had some wine coolers and he drink some beers, and he cooked up some mashed potatoes with beef tips and green beans, and we put the movie Dolittle on and started talking. It did not take me long to see him getting hard in those sweats, which is why I love them. Everything stopped and I climbed on his lap and began kissing and grinding on him.
This went on for a good minute or two and then I reached in to pull him out, and he was hard. Like really really hard. Like grabbing onto hot stone. I may have said something like "holy shit" and began stroking him. I was wearing jeans so I didnt want to grind on him while he was exposed so I too a few second so take my pants off before climbing back in and that's when I was using my hand while grinding. He was unbelievably hard and I was so damn wet that when he finally adjust to push into me, he slid right in with no resistance at all. I held my breath against that sudden stretch and rode it out until he was all inside me. I took a half a heart beat to compose myself, and then I started riding him.
I dont know what he took or ate, or drank that yesterday, but he was a god damned machine. I thought I'd ride him till the end, but he kept changing positions, and he didnt show any signs of stopping at all. Right when I thought he was about to finish, he'd pull out and have me turn over, or swing a leg this way or that and then he'd be back at it. After my third orgasm and building towards number four at a rapid speed, I started to mentally beg him to finish, or at least put it in my butt if he was going to keep going, but he finally told me it was coming, and said "in your mouth" so I flipped over again and he finished mostly in my mouth. Thankfully nothing got in my hair.
We got in the shower where I washed him down and that's when he said he had gotten some viagra from the VA, and it was his first time using it. He didn't need it, so I asked why he got it, and he just said to see what it was like, and if it made a difference. I would certainly say it did.