After a few minutes, I wasn't very good at it, he grabbed my hair in his hand and stood me up and asked for 'them tits'. I wasn't fast enough and he popped the buttons on my shirt and shoved my bra up over my 'tits' and latched on with his mouth while he grabbed my ass with his hands. I could feel his hard dick against my stomach, shoving at me and he picked me up by the butt and carried me to the bedroom and throwing me on the bed he grabbed my pants and pulled them off until he had me spread eagled and naked and he shoved his face in my pussy. I was wet, and his mouth and tongue were eating me in a way that a woman never eats you, he was shoving his face into me and he got up on his knees and laid himself down and nailed me to the bed. For all my years of wondering what that might be like I found out that it was like nothing I had ever imagined. I was all wrong, his anger, his jabbing my pussy, grabbing my tits as he fucked me, holding my head so I couldn't move and then he just ejaculated into me, laid down with his whole body weight on me before rolling off.
It was some days later that he went for it 'all' and he fucked my ass. He used lubricants and a feather to tickle my asshole first. After fishing around in my pussy with his finger he transferred my pussy juice onto my asshole and then he fucked me, one final push and he shoved his dick in me all the way. He pronounced me his, giving a hard slap on the ass and grabbing my naked cheeks.
As you can see I am now 36, he is 68 and he fucks me 'at will'. I am more or less his lady friend and he is my man friend. I won't say we date because he just expects me to go with him. He doesn't spend the night as such, he fucks me and runs. For the past four years I have not sought out another female relationship, I can't say that I have any desire for it. I used to be all up on the LGBT thing, a proud member and proud not to be subjected to a man. Now I sit when I need to sit, I walk when I need to walk, I fuck when he needs to fuck. For now I am a past lesbian, I will say that I have discovered what being dependent on a man's wishes are. I am independent financially but not independent emotionally. If it weren't for the age difference I would push to be in the same house with him.


