He’s 70 years old (I'm 20). As a matter of fact, I met her granddaughter at the airport, and she’s slightly older than me (and already pregnant hahaha

Initially, it was going to be another story, just a handjob. He had been chasing me for months, and he was cool with me. Slightly obsessed, but he didn’t make me feel uncomfortable. I must add to the story that, at that time, I was running away from home and I needed the cash desperately.
He paid for everything - he paid for the flights, the hotel (yep, he took a hotel for me so that I could feel safe and have the chance to reject him at ANY time, he paid for the “trying” not the “doing”)
I arrived on a Friday. He took me to the hotel, and asked me if I wanted to have something for dinner with him - I hesitated, and he didn’t push. He recommended a couple of nearby places and gave me a card with the pin. When he was leaving, I decided I felt safe enough and asked him to take me wherever, I didn’t care (I was starving!)

He made an effort not to look too happy about it hahahaha.
We had a nice dinner in which he talked 0 about sex, or porn, or anything like that. He was quite gentleman-ish. We talked about our families, hobbies, when he was young, what I want to do when I’m older…
In the end we did talk a little bit about the swinger lifestyle, but not in a “hmmm, that’s hot” kind of way, more like how it had changed with the years, how it seems to be different in different countries, some horror stories we both shared…
Overall, a nice dinner.

I went to bed, and, again, he didn’t do anything weird or wrong. He was so cautious with my well-being. I was terrified of the “I paid for this, you’re mine” attitude that other guys had had.
Now… The next day, we met around his place. Again, he didn’t want to meet directly at his place, in case I changed my mind. But I woke up feeling safe, well-rested, and super horny. So I asked him to go directly inside and get to it. While he prepared coffee and tea, I put on the clothes he had bought for me. He put on the camera, asked some questions, and took his time. He was clearly enjoying every second of it, and he wanted to make sure I did too.

When we talked about limits and fantasies, he had shared he was dying to spank me for a while - not hard, just… Firm. Initially, I had said no but… He was playing his cards quite nicely, so I offered the spanking myself, didn’t even wait for him to ask for it. I just shared with him a safe word (Yellow - as in you’re getting close to my limits - and Red - as in “stop immediately) JUST in case.
He got hard spanking me, and honestly, I was wet. In some spankings, he took the chance and briefly caressed my pussy - so he knew I was horny too.

Finally, the time for the handjob arrived and… Well, I pushed him (softly, I didn’t want him to break anything…) and I ate his whole dick. It was… Surprisingly hard. I would have guessed older guys have trouble getting erections, but it wasn’t his case AT ALL.

It took me more than 15 minutes and a lot of dirty talk until I managed to make him cum, all over my face and mouth - and, once again, it took me by surprise how similar is old cum to young cum. Same consistency and overall feeling.