I arrive, penthouse filled with light, white, open, elegant in the 80's way things are here. Handsome, aging but who isn't, still very nice body, lovely dick, wanted me to suck it, doesn't bareback, that's ok. It's enough, I'm happy to taste it, take it down my throat, pulls me onto a fluffy white bed under an angled ceiling shoved up into the roofline; tall windows run the height of walls and across sloped ceiling, filling the room with light like a warm, snow covered meadow on a sunny day. A balcony, garden blooms through the window, cheap Christmas garland wrap railings for privacy. He pulls me into the whiteness, sinks back into layers of pillows and down, like falling into a snowdrift, beckons me to suck that beautiful, hard dick and I do, gently, just touching the tip with the edge of my tongue, delicately brushing it across his piss slit before wrapping my lips around the head, warmth of my wet mouth slowly working its way down the shaft until teeth ...
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