You can’t always judge by looks
I was staying at a hotel in Providence, Rhode Island, and it was the night before a wedding I was going to. I went down to the bar not really dressed up but definitely fem and a guy came up and sat down next to me and started chatting. He was pretty short, probably around 60, bald and kinda pudgy. Not really my type but he was charming and funny.
We talked for quite a while and I was starting to feel an attraction when he said “do you want to go to my room?” I said no and watched his face which stayed neutral and friendly. I then said “let’s go to my room.”
When we got to the room we did some kissing and he slowly undressed me saying sweet things about my body. When he undressed I couldn’t believe how thick he was. Awesomely thick. We went at it for a marathon amount of time with him skillfully leading the way. We did most things imaginable and I was eating it up. After he left I laid there sweaty and happy sore thinking to myself what the fuck just happened lol
We talked for quite a while and I was starting to feel an attraction when he said “do you want to go to my room?” I said no and watched his face which stayed neutral and friendly. I then said “let’s go to my room.”
When we got to the room we did some kissing and he slowly undressed me saying sweet things about my body. When he undressed I couldn’t believe how thick he was. Awesomely thick. We went at it for a marathon amount of time with him skillfully leading the way. We did most things imaginable and I was eating it up. After he left I laid there sweaty and happy sore thinking to myself what the fuck just happened lol
