Jerking off his think dick in a hotel room
Jerking off his think dick in a hotel room
I rang his bell when I approached his door. It instantly opened to a tall, rugged-looking man with a gentle voice and sandy-colored stubble. We introduced ourselves to each other as he let me in his apartment. It was about 11 p.m. that Friday night, and most of his lights were softly dimmed and his place was nicely furnished. He was finishing a quick meal, but told me to go ahead and get undressed. I did, all the while thinking of how awkwardly romantic the situation was. I must admit, Kurt did sound much younger over the phone, maybe in his early 30s. What stood before me was a fortyish, solidly built, athletic-looking gentleman with soft dark eyes and a relaxed demeanor.