I’m going to lead with, yes, I sucked a dick until his testi..

I’m going to lead with, yes, I sucked a dick until his testicles let loose of their contents and fed me like a proper cock hound needs to be fed. That was yesterday. I met him on Saturday. He stopped by the house to give me some advice on my floor. (OVER SHARE WARING…THIS RECOUNT GOES ON AND ON…YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) I ran into him Friday night at Beals, which is a chain store, kind of like a discount department store. He is a subscriber, and he just came right out and asked me how the floors were going. I asked him how he knew about my floors, and he said he read about it here on OFs. He gave me a card from the flooring company he owns and asked if I would like him to take a look at it. I said I would give him a call about it. I went home, looked at it, and promptly called him. I don’t normally do that because you never know when you run into people like this who you are going to get. But I know where his company is, I have seen it a thousand times, and honestly, he was pretty hot for 61 years old. So, he showed up Saturday and looked at it, showed me what I needed to do, and we sat down and talked. He has been married for 33 years, has 3 grown daughters, and isn’t super happy with his sex life. His wife is 53. She gave up on sex around 40. Said it hurt. I asked if she ever went to see anyone about it, and he said she wouldn’t; it wasn’t that important to her. I asked if she owned a vibrator. He said no. So, we are down to things now. She just doesn’t want to fuck, or she just doesn’t want to fuck him. Odds are in at about 99% that she just isn’t interested in fucking. I asked if she was fit. I already knew the answer, and He said no. I asked if she was fat, again, I already knew the answer. He said very. So…in my very unverified professional opinion, she has decided she would rather be fat and lazy than be fit and fuck. If I were him, and I’m not, I would have dumped her immediately, but that’s easy for me to say. If you can’t get your balls emptied by your own wife or your pussy filled by your own husband on the regular….that isn’t love. That’s comfort in the most selfish of ways. I could care less if she got fat or it hurt. Giving a blowjob or a handjob a few times a week would indicate she understands your needs and is willing to put in the 15 minutes 3 or 4 times a week to satisfy that need. I have left guys because they got tired of fucking 4 or 5 times a week. Sure…I like to go for an hour or two, but if I’m with you, you already knew that. Your dick won’t get hard? That’s okay, eat me. Finger me. Use toys on me, but you better do something, or someone else will be doing it for you. Then what do I need you for? Companionship? I can assure you the bond between us is getting strained and awkward if you aren’t putting in the effort to breed me the way I need to be bred. Man…I’m rambling here. It just ticks me off hearing that from him, and it’s almost like a pandemic these days with both guys and girls more interested in eating, looking at their phones, playing video games, and watching crappy TV than they are in fucking. Anyway…I’ll shut up. He had to go, so I thanked him for coming out. I told him not to be shy, to message me on OFs, and he went home. I wanted to empty his balls. I really did. But I didn’t want him to think it was payment for his professional advice. I wanted him to know if I did empty his testicles, it was because I wanted to for my own pleasure. So, I texted him Sunday, he snuck away, and showed up at my door. We talked for a few minutes at the dining room table, and then I got up, undid his button and zipper, and pulled his pants down along with his boxers and boom. There was a nice 5, maybe 6 inches 61-year-old cock standing rock hard and tall. Only one complaint. If you are going to dye your hair to get rid of the grey…, do your pubes as well. Either you’re all in, or you’re all out. Either way, but no mix and matching. Just a small personal gripe. His dick was very nice. I wanted it inside of me, but I went too far with the blowjob and ended up sucking the cum right out of his balls. It was a big load. Bigger than anyone I really know right now other than Connors. Nobody tops Connor, but he gave it a good go. I actually spilled some sperm, which I don’t normally do. I sucked him for a few more minutes until he was completely soft. Then I popped his post cum shriveled up dick out of my mouth and said we could go again when it gets hard. He informed me he couldn’t get hard twice in the same day unless he had Viagra, and since he hasn’t been fucking for years now, he didn’t have any. Obviously, neither did I. He was kind of emotional about it. I thought he might cry. I apologized and said I didn’t mean to cross any marital boundaries he may have had. He said he had no idea why he was getting teary-eyed; he said it was the most amazing orgasm of his life, which made me proud if we are being honest, and being emotional had never happened before. He said he could give a fuck about his wife…his exact words. He got so embarrassed about it, though. I told him I had seen guys cry before after they cum. They can’t help it. Sure, it’s not the norm, but a good cum does a lot of different things to a lot of different people. I turn into a temporary tard. We will fuck, though. Maybe this week. We are in touch with each other via text, so he’s not hit-and-run. He only lives ten minutes away, so it’s not like we can sneak a fuck in here and there. I’ll keep you posted.