I didn't much enjoy his old man taste, but well a ride is a ride and hard to find in that part of North Carolina. My nose was smashed into his old crinkly hairs and it was hard to keep from laughing. But I loved how he took control making me his bitch, so I proceeded to suck him off. Knowing what the old fart wanted I leaned over to kiss it as it wasn't the first cock I had sucked. Pulling over in a ditch he unzipped his pants revealing a red, wrinkled, small penis. Suddenly, without a word he pulled off on a dirt farm road. The man drove in silence for about twenty miles.
'Well I always liked the taste of fish,' he laughed with a twinkle in his eye. 'Hop in,' he said, 'where are you going?' 'Norfolk to catch my ship,' I told him. An older gent about sixty years old was driving. I watched as a new Buick pulled up to give me a ride. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. It all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s.
