I smeared it off with my fingers and forced them into his mouth, which he happily accepted, licking them like a kid with an ice-cream.“Daddy wants to feel those balls of yours on his face” I announced as he sucked on my rigid shaft, his tongue inside my foreskin, his lips slowly peeling it back to expose the swollen head. Gay sex A large hedge screened the small house from the street, giving him the privacy he clearly relished. Closing the door behind me he led the way down the narrow, dim hallway, allowing me to enjoy the sight of his smooth buttocks and those balls swinging jauntily between his legs. He sipped his more slowly, occasionally fondling his balls as he continued to give me his full attention.“Lovely place” I observed as I slowly undid my belt and popped the studs on my jeans, one by one, a pretence at casualness neither of us felt. He must have been in his mid-70s, maybe a bit older, maybe a bit younger, but good for his age and with an easy confidence.The hall ended in a brightly lit and modern kitchen/lounge area, a small garden patio out the back visible through the large floor to ceiling windows, the whole enclosed by a tall wooden fence
