Proceedings kicked off with us all meeting in the beer garden of my local pub (let’s say it is the Bondi Pub)… As some of the guys are not out, th... pub of choice is a straight pub to avoid any anxiety such a meet might bring on.Two o'clock (afternoon) rolled around and the guys turned up one by one at the designated meeting spot in the pub. Some had been to previous meets so were more comfortable than the newbies attending for the first time. Thankfully the sun was out and it was warm enough to. Wendy and I had met and got pleasantly pissed last Saturday night. And after coming back for a coffee I had managed to talk Wendy out of her top and taken some rather flattering shots of her tired old tits. She was past her prime but then again, I wasn’t going to see forty-seven again. And she had given me a very enjoyable blow job. It seemed only fair to make one of her shots into a pic she would be proud to hang on her wall.Joanne, it transpired had seen it and was impressed with its. Well, it didn't do anything for me, but I am a Good Samaritan, so I helped him out. Plus, he also liked the feeling of forcing his big dick into your throat, which I also like, so that was good.There are two other drive around places where night time cruising is very heavy, one by a pond and one by a small wood. Lots of cock available in both. Once at night I went to the pond and a guy who had blown me before is there talking to some absolute hunk. Not too tall, but good looking, about 28 or. I'm fifty years old and work-out regularly, and no, I don't have six-pack abs. And last, but not least, I'm not gay."Jackie stared at me with bewilderment for a moment and then just starting laughing. I must admit that her ability to laugh at things nearly had me sold on trying to date her. When she settled down, I asked, "Did I miss anything?"She questioningly replied, "So, do you computer date much?"This time I laughed before answering, "Not anymore!"Jackie spoke up with her answers, "I'm.