It is shaving day, cock, balls, buttocks and cunt.  So sensually smooth.  A generous massage of those areas with moisturiser (Nivea, as it happens).  Following which, a short while relaxing until starting to think seriously about permanent hair removal from the whole lower body, to be always ready, always smooth, always inviting and slippery.  That of course led to a session with my medium-sized dildo, lubricated well, cunt swollen like a woman.  One leg up, insertion, then straight back and bending and find the rhythm and the angle, leaning against a wall with one hand, and then, more seriously, driving the cock in and out faster and faster, pre-cum leaking but cock - as always when being fucked - long but limp.  

(I remember the song by Ian Dury and the Blockheads - Hit me: Use your body to and fro, hit me quick and hit me slow...hit me, hit me, hit me)

A good 15 minute fuck.  Once satisfied, very soon the desire stirs, to do it all over again.  But I wait, maybe a few hours, maybe longer, check my profile page for messages and alerts, for further stimulation.  

''Love your cock and cum, man.''

''Love yours too, beautiful, but prefer both inside me. Love watching you cum.¨ 

And so it goes, the drip-feed of another day.  The extreme heat has eased off - after 4 months close to or over 42 degrees.  Strength sapping.  So a week at least of less heat stress and more self-pleasing until the younger man with a circumcised cock of my dreams turns up. Patience of a fisherman.  Refresh the bait, refine the mating call.  Everything is just around the corner, maybe a long corner, or two, or three.  ''Our day will cum and we will have everything'' as Amy Winehouse sang.  And so it goes.