Although I'm straight and in my 40s, I put on some stockings and suddenly found myself dying to take a cock into my mouth. Not much about the male form excites me, but I still think about that ideal dick, out there somewhere. And how it would feel sliding part the back of my throat. I dream, in private, of taking down each pulse of its load as easily as though I was just ing. I just don't know where (or whose) it is, or if I'll find it, or if it's even real. Because in the dream, I can't see him. My eyes are closed there, too - but with passion instead of denial. So until I have the courage to take that step, I can only dream, and milk it out of me. And watch, and buy strange new clothes, and repeat. I'm ready to go again right now. There's just so much in me that needs to come out. I just need a better camera, and maybe a few masks.