MannyV,
Get out of this hobby while you still can. It is like alcoholism; you'll always have a monkey on your back, even when you're 40 and married to a beautiful woman and have beautiful children, that cursed desire will aways be there.
You'll always know that someday, tomorrow or in ten years, you'll do it, no matter how great life is, yes, you'll do it....sooner or later. Boobs droop and legs get cellulitey, and no matter how much you love your wife/partner, you'll hunger for the feel of a tight 20 year old.
And you'll know that someday you'll give it all up, sell everything, and retire to Angeles City, a pathetic old man, gawking at 18 year olds and barfining the ones who aren't totally disgusted by you. Then you die in your little room, alone, drunk, and your funeral's few attendees are more losers just like you. Your beautiful, great wife is glad you're dead, and your beautiful, successful children, whose lives you missed out on because of your addiction to lust, couldn't care less. Your grandchildren were already told you were dead long before you died; to them, you didn't exist anyway.
Nice, eh?