We f****d 2 more times that night. They were more playful than the earlier f**k fest. A lot of giggling and laughing. He still called me a slut and a fucktoy, but it was more playful and I playfully agreed.
We fell asleep around 4am. The last thought on my mind was 'how does a 55 year old guy f**k 3 times in one night.'
We slept till 10. Gray told me to go back to Kyle. I kissed him and headed to my room. Kyle was asleep. I took off my clothes and climbed into bed. Kyle turned towards me. He was obviously unsure. I kissed him and rolled him on his back. I straddled him. His c**k was hard. I let him slide into me.
"My p***y is still yours when he's not using it," I said.
He lasted about 4 minutes. I didn't feel cheated. There was something comforting knowing that that part had not chang
