Hopefully you are referring to the sexual stuff and not all the baseball references. My rotator cuff isn’t what it used to be.
Seriously though, it does mean a lot to me that you think about that in your free time. It’s really an honor, how I see it, to occupy some space in a woman’s mind when she has so many other things to dedicate her fantasies to.
So hopefully tonight you rub that pussy into a frenzy, imagining a bald beaded man with his shirt off, like I happen to be right now, after brushing the pool in the hot sun. Shiny on my arms and face from the new sweat on my body, staring up at you between your legs and pushing you through one orgasm after another.
Think about me. Then touch. And cum.