Way too many women in the long line waiting for the ladies room so I decided to use the men's restroom. No lines no waiting. I saw why once I was in t...e restroom, there was a trough in the floor all the way across one wall. No privacy as guys just walked up, whipped it out, and took a piss. It was quick and easy for these guys to get in and out unlike the ladies room. I quickly got over my appreciation of why the men's room was more efficient and did what I needed to do. I dropped my shorts to. Sadly I have to surf the net for pictures and videos to satisfy my desires and “choking the chicken” is never a substitute for fucking a juicy cunt or tight ass hole or my tongue slurping at a tastey cunt it,s still better than not being able to even think about sex. My memory is still pretty good and I hope to keep it that way as long as possible. Wife Sarah when we were still getting used to married life was still naive on some things, this even after her growing to like sucking cock and. We got out, dressed, went to dinner.You might guess what much of the conversation was about.It’s been a long time since I wanted a social meal to end.When the lights went out, I was a dried-out husk of a man.Middle of the next day was another of those “We need to fly right NOW!” moments.Haley’s turn:Maybe this is the way it worked for Cindy – things just kept coming up.Cindy’s ring-tone. “Hey, sister,” I said gleefully. I’ve never had an unhappy conversation with Cindy, even yesterday, after. She walked into the bands dressing room to catch her husband white bum banging his cock into a teenage groupie, still in her uniform, she quietly closed the door and beat a retreat to the bathroom.She smoked a joint as she sat on the toilet, strangely not feeling anything of what she had just witnessed, the imagery of the girls outside the dressing room, waiting their turn to be introduced, then taken so easily and discarded like a used condom by her husband, gave her a deep feeling of sexual.