I wish I thought aging was noble and grand. I don't. But I do admit, not every single thing about aging is bad... Our love life is the perfect storm of retirement, my husband Dan discovering my G spot, and legal marijuana in Illinois... You're not gonna hear me complain *wink*
...And Dan and I are on fire...!...W/we are Master/slave in the bedroom. We have been since we met, almost 18 years ago....and we are having some of the greatest sex of our lives. Like I said, I ain't complaining.
But we are "middle aged" so when Dan gave me "the eye" two days in a row, I was a little surprised. I ran outside and puffed on a J and joined my sexy man in bed. He was warm and fuzzy from the electric blanket, and I was warm and fuzzy because of my J... "Master, you smell so good..." I say, eyes downcast, wanting his warm body and hands all over me.. and of course he knows this. He is my Master so he teases me, pulling on my breast quickly. Just hard enough for my panties to get wet... Like He read my mind, Master strokes my ass, rubbing, building up...Smack! on my ass, then rubbing my ass again. My pussy gets wetter.
Master says to stroke his cock, after squirting me a handful of lube... Is it wrong to love stroking your Master's cock this much? My hand slides down his hard fat cock... I watch longingly, wanting him in my mouth too. Master says I'm greedy. I love stroking my Master's cock, as he instructs me. Covering the head of his cock with lube, loving the feeling... I get a tiny bit distracted and Master grabs a handful of my hair and yanks me back to attention. "Pay attention Bitch!!" He'll eventually let me suck his cock, but first he lubes up our favorite vibrator and buries it inside me, fucking me with it... pushing it onto my gspot... over and over... and over... Master lets me suck his cock some. He know how bad I want it in my mouth. I'm cumming as I suck his cock, and it's divine. The very best blow jobs are given while you are cumming. Of course my Master can tell how much I love his cock in my mouth, down my throat... sometimes I worry our neighbors will hear us, my Master makes me scream so.