"Do the cock dance for me... please Sailor." That is what I called it, the "cock dance." I lay on his bed all laid and happy, in the "glowing" transitional state of "wanting another round, another do, please do me, do whatever you want to do to me."  Sex with the right man does funny things to a girl, make her (me) horny all the time.
 I climaxed a few times during the heat of his tongue and lips and I moved down on his chin and humped it quickly. The he got really hard and he did me doggy style for awhile, then on my back with my knees pinned to my small cute ears (I'm  very flexible) then he dived into me like a mad man and cause me to froth, well I was already frothing when I got to his house but NOW!!!!.
With each plunge of his 8" cock came this slurping sound deep within my cunt. He said that I have the perfect pussy, not to big that a man could get lost in it, not to small as to cause me pain so that I complain i.e., "your too big and hard, just take it slow at first." I have found that a little glass of wine for a girl like me makes it awesomely more pleasurable for the afternoon romp, the wine and his mouth takes care of my semi-tight pussy.
Yes I have the perfect pussy full bush and all. My husband likes me shaved, my older lover likes a full bush... my weathered poet wins. Married and twenty-six and "sex is fun!!!" but not with my husband but I do my duty like a good wife and then run to my "old man lover like no other." He loves my body and is nasty to it, he love my soul and is always sweet and kind to it.

His pleasure of ego is when I come to him for sex, I just want him inside of me all the time! I cannot explain it, it is magic.  I tell ya, what an ego boost for a man when a young woman like me comes to him for sex, and at least he is honest about it. "Babe you do feed my ego." I smile "just take your cloths off old man." I am not a raving beauty but lovely with a hard body. I look something like Emma Watson and to me Emma is "okay" looking with a body that she really could do something with if she would just stop playing with her 8" wand. Knowing girls as I am, I bet that she masturbate at least twice a day.  However, this young girl in his bed (let's call me Em) with my hard strong body is at times just a sex hungry animal and he love it. I mean it is like my twenty-six year young hormones just go wild and I have absolutely no inhibitions with that old poet at least once a month, just a nasty girl 48 hour out of a month, "don't you die on me old man, don't you dare die on me while we are making love." "Well babe, if I do (like it the movie "Leaving Las Vegas"). just go away quietly after you have made yourself happy, might as well use me up and by the way I have placed you in my will." He has a warped sense of humor, I love it.

 "Leaving Las Vegas" great movie about a 55 year old man with a drinking problem and a 22 year old hot prostitute, "can't we just be friends" he says.... Makes me laugh. Not much difference here, in his bed only he is not an alcoholic (just wine for me) and he is a retired but "very active" poet with a wicked pen.

Lying on his bed l said again, "I want the cock dance," I was in my transitional sexual trance. I had climaxed several times, "why is it seasoned sailor that you can give me multiples and my husband can't?" In fact I was still mild spasms with delight as he lays next to me and he didn't cum at all. It happens with him, he is a moody lover at best and yet he does me with his fingers, lips and tongue until I am just humping mid air climaxing with him smiling at my noise and strange gyrations, arching my back and trembling and jerking with multiples. He has had this "problem" even as a teenager he once told me. I don't look at it as a problem, I kind of like it because a girl never knows what she is going to get. Besides, I can always make him cum around eventually, Moody lover? Maybe, "Cock dance sailor... please."

He has a very narrow category for women that he is attracted to. If the girl, his lover or future lover isn't in the SSTYMA category (slender, sleek, tanned, young and mutual attraction)  he just cannot do it, can get it up nor does he wish to. When he  was in high school he only made love to the surfer girl type i.e., all tanned, athletic, slender and sleek and hair color didn't matter. "My poet, my poet, are you going to give me a cock dance? I'll treat you right if you do"

  He just smiled and started. This time he started by placing his large hands on each of my slender thighs and pushed my tanned legs wide apart like a wish bone "make a wish" he said, "I already have" I gasped with a giggle. He plunged his tongue deep into my hair pussy that was so wet, just so wet and bitter sweet in fragrance like life in itself. He loves my scent of womanhood. "One thing I love about you is that your are always wet." "Your fault," I replied.  And then he  moved to my side with his knees still kissing and licking me as he moved toward my cygnet neck, goosebumps were coming and going across my young skin.My   breathing was deep and irregular, the dance has started.
I think that the best way to do a cock dance is with a semi and when he has a semi it is about six to seven inches in length, soft and delicious. He kissed my navel that I had pierced with a diamond stud and I have a small tattoo just beneath my inner/outer of his initials of all things and of course in Chinese script.  He then kissed my small but perfect breasts, the dance is swinging on my navel. I cannot stop the sounds that I make, it is all involuntary and he says that they are wonderful, makes him hard.
He then  smoothly got into the 69 position with his knees against the sides of my head and I am looking up at "semi" and as he sat up straight the first drip of the cock dance hits me on my forehead and his translucent stringy stuff started to weave its magic in the dance as he  moved his semi from my forehead leaving a warm trail of his stringy cum across my cute nose and into my mouth. So softly I licked, so gently I sucked as he  pulled it out and I was mentally in another state of being. The head of his cock danced on my left cheek making a slight pool and he strung his man goo again across my nose to my right cheek then back into my mouth, it found a wanting home, his semen is very salty but I love the taste of him.
As it was in my mouth I sucking sweetly and as it grew he maneuvered himself around so that he was now with his knees under my armpits and my long arms with long fingered hands played with his butt and asshole. "He is one in a million men" I thought to myself. He pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth and danced thin slow streams of sperm in my right ear and it danced with spider like web ribbons of cum across my tanned  face to my left ear and as he  did so I said "it is an amazing thing your penis, so soft and warm, so hard and strong, so warm the sensual liquid, the feel of your cock softly sensual against my face, so erotic... so erotic...."  then he  came back to my lightly freckled nose and contracted his pelvic muscles until slow gobs of man cream thinly covered my sweet nose. "Yes, yes, yes" I said, "it is so warm and good, so sensual, put a pillow under my head if you would." So he complied like the nice guy that he is and I took his  cock in hand and mouth and I sucked to the north and then to the south using my cheeks with my tongue forcing it to one side or the other until I felt him swell and get super hard, it was his time to cum undone.
By this time he was a full eight inches and a little more, I pulled my hand away and deep throated him again and again until he shot a load down my cygnet neck. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and quickly using both hands as skillfully as I could so that he  shot another load up my nose and I laughed gleefully, again a load came and shot up to my forehead and I said "good lord weather sailor, how much more have you got?" His heart was racing I could feel it in his massive cock, his cock muscles contracting again and again, he said that it had been along time since he  had erupted like that. His breathing was hard and heavy as was his voice and I said "don't you dare die on me old sailor." He just smile and said "you got me babe, you got it all."

You see, I had place one hand at the base of his testicles and softly pushed until his big balls (and I mean they are big) all the way up until they popped in place for that massive ejaculation, my other hand had stroked him perfectly. His penis was blue and throbbing but receding to "normal." He said that it had been along time since he had had a blue cock and high heart rate like that. I just  kept in soft laughter of joy while squeezing his now soft cock as its master and with his fingers he wiped  some of his cum from my  mouth and nose, the rest of his "stringy" stuff was mostly dry leaving glistening trails of passion all over my face like a spider's web caught in morning's translucent light.
"The Cock Dance" had pranced at a young lady's request and now the season sailor had to rest next to his dame without any shame of youth or age or difference therein, lady of spring and man of autumn days becoming a fashionable rage.