Out n about in Notting Hill in early 80s. Genuinely needed a wee, went to underground passage toilet. While there a tall mature black gent, glinting eyes, gentle smile caught my eye.
He beckoned me to follow. I had the time ( and the inclination) so following was natural.
He led me to his home; I learned he was a widower with one son whom he showed off proudly in photo form.
A lovely gentle smiling soft spoken man; I could feel the warmth and sex in the air.
He clearly understood I was tuned on and produced a very large thick semi for my delighted viewing. I opened my mouth, got on my knees and gently but firmly gorged on this meaty meal. He tickled my nipples as we both moaned with pleasure. Buttons had been pressed and desire was ignited.
We adjourned to a bed where caresses and fingers did the rest.
Hours of mutual erotic play ensued. I swallowed his huge cock milk in the end..
