Help this poor guy out, lol

I hope he makes it, but I wonder what kind of girl makes a bargain like this?
 
Making a web site making such an announcement may not help his cause too much.
 
My wife had done a lot of cock sucking before I met her and apparently received loads of complements because she was very proud of her abilities.

There were times she did not want to be fucked, she would sit on the edge of the bed and I would stand in front of her. Indeed she was good. It would not take long for me to blow my load.

I liked having my balls handled while she sucked. I particularly liked having them pulled as I ejaculated. She did not pull hard enough so I had her twist the sack as tight as she could and then when she felt them trying to draw up she would add her weight and pull down.

The effect was to slightly delay my cuming.

Yes I liked oral a great deal.

Of course when she just used her hands to jack me off that was wonderful also. I jacked myself a great deal but having a woman do it was much better.

On occasion she would bring me right to the edge and STOP. What a sensation that was. My penis would throb and reach for the hand that wasn't there. Sometimes she would wait for it to soften before she resumed. Other times I would have to wait for a day. Those were the few days that I did not jack myself. The exquisite hyper sensitivity of my cock was too good to spoil,

What I craved was for her to do this deliberately. Jack me at least once a day but sometimes more often. Then most times, but not always, stop just that one stroke away from my cumming. Not more than four or five days between ejaculations, but sometimes again only an hour or so after the previous.

The uncertainty was the key. I would never know if this was the time that I would be allowed to spurt. To feel the semen coursing down my urethra. Or if I would be spending another day with a super sensitive penis shifting around in my pants.

By this time I had quit wearing underwear. There was much more sensation as I moved. And often a small wet spot when I was aroused.

When it was available to me I did prefer fucking. Particularly after I had licked, sucked, nibbled her clitoris to several spasms. Pussy fucking was almost always where my penis went. A couple women in my life let me or wanted me to fuck their ass. That was a whole new sensation for my penis. I liked those occasions a lot but all in all I preferred a turned on pussy.

This is all in the past tense because prostrate cancer has taken away my ability to get an erection. Now my only penis pleasure is from estim and or sounds,
 
My wife had done a lot of cock sucking before I met her and apparently received loads of complements because she was very proud of her abilities.

There were times she did not want to be fucked, she would sit on the edge of the bed and I would stand in front of her. Indeed she was good. It would not take long for me to blow my load.

I liked having my balls handled while she sucked. I particularly liked having them pulled as I ejaculated. She did not pull hard enough so I had her twist the sack as tight as she could and then when she felt them trying to draw up she would add her weight and pull down.

The effect was to slightly delay my cuming.

Yes I liked oral a great deal.

Of course when she just used her hands to jack me off that was wonderful also. I jacked myself a great deal but having a woman do it was much better.

On occasion she would bring me right to the edge and STOP. What a sensation that was. My penis would throb and reach for the hand that wasn't there. Sometimes she would wait for it to soften before she resumed. Other times I would have to wait for a day. Those were the few days that I did not jack myself. The exquisite hyper sensitivity of my cock was too good to spoil,

What I craved was for her to do this deliberately. Jack me at least once a day but sometimes more often. Then most times, but not always, stop just that one stroke away from my cumming. Not more than four or five days between ejaculations, but sometimes again only an hour or so after the previous.

The uncertainty was the key. I would never know if this was the time that I would be allowed to spurt. To feel the semen coursing down my urethra. Or if I would be spending another day with a super sensitive penis shifting around in my pants.

By this time I had quit wearing underwear. There was much more sensation as I moved. And often a small wet spot when I was aroused.

When it was available to me I did prefer fucking. Particularly after I had licked, sucked, nibbled her clitoris to several spasms. Pussy fucking was almost always where my penis went. A couple women in my life let me or wanted me to fuck their ass. That was a whole new sensation for my penis. I liked those occasions a lot but all in all I preferred a turned on pussy.

This is all in the past tense because prostrate cancer has taken away my ability to get an erection. Now my only penis pleasure is from estim and or sounds,

That's nice, Charles.

Can you get back in your time machine now and gtfoh?

Tia.
 
My wife had done a lot of cock sucking before I met her and apparently received loads of complements because she was very proud of her abilities.

There were times she did not want to be fucked, she would sit on the edge of the bed and I would stand in front of her. Indeed she was good. It would not take long for me to blow my load.

I liked having my balls handled while she sucked. I particularly liked having them pulled as I ejaculated. She did not pull hard enough so I had her twist the sack as tight as she could and then when she felt them trying to draw up she would add her weight and pull down.

The effect was to slightly delay my cuming.

Yes I liked oral a great deal.

Of course when she just used her hands to jack me off that was wonderful also. I jacked myself a great deal but having a woman do it was much better.

On occasion she would bring me right to the edge and STOP. What a sensation that was. My penis would throb and reach for the hand that wasn't there. Sometimes she would wait for it to soften before she resumed. Other times I would have to wait for a day. Those were the few days that I did not jack myself. The exquisite hyper sensitivity of my cock was too good to spoil,

What I craved was for her to do this deliberately. Jack me at least once a day but sometimes more often. Then most times, but not always, stop just that one stroke away from my cumming. Not more than four or five days between ejaculations, but sometimes again only an hour or so after the previous.

The uncertainty was the key. I would never know if this was the time that I would be allowed to spurt. To feel the semen coursing down my urethra. Or if I would be spending another day with a super sensitive penis shifting around in my pants.

By this time I had quit wearing underwear. There was much more sensation as I moved. And often a small wet spot when I was aroused.

When it was available to me I did prefer fucking. Particularly after I had licked, sucked, nibbled her clitoris to several spasms. Pussy fucking was almost always where my penis went. A couple women in my life let me or wanted me to fuck their ass. That was a whole new sensation for my penis. I liked those occasions a lot but all in all I preferred a turned on pussy.

This is all in the past tense because prostrate cancer has taken away my ability to get an erection. Now my only penis pleasure is from estim and or sounds,

That's nice, Charles.

Can you get back in your time machine now and gtfoh?

Tia.

Charles, I reckon it looks like your little seminal story here stimulated eyer's prostate in ways that are too shameful for him to admit!

http://www.reactiongifs.com/r/2011/09/illK6U.gif
 
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