Depends on how long he can last without having a mental meltdown from taking the DILF. Ride the old man good, stud: since screaming won't be an option once his tongue is six inches deep in that throat.

Oh, so you got a choker kinda thing going on? ㅤㅤHold on, let him break that thing in two by fucking your throat.

Come get a mouthful of his sweat glazed, gut warming dick of his.

Homosexuals.

You.

Spits into your throat. It's rather spicy, that drool.

Whore.

Don't let his 43 year old, sixteen hour sleeping self fool you. Those arms? They can bench press a truck.

Right? Biceps which veins are notably bulged, almost as if one could see them pulse from a naked eye on top of being bigger than one's very head. There was serious work in those arms and legs: like a living, breathing herculean figure.

. . . Why not. Catching a glimpse of that curious lad daydreaming in place, the stud would end up flexing; right there and then. His back took shape upon shape with its muscular splendor. Shi'd pose; both in front of the mirror and in a perspective the young fox could see.

Just a wee man.

POV: You pass by Shi leaving a sauna. The towel barely couldn't hide that gorgeous tip that slapped onto each of his potent legs.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐲! ⠀⠀ • 𝐠𝐚𝐲. • 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦-𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲. • 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰.