It's, it's just..." Sex!" Gladys offered. "And let me ask you. What was it all about for the 75% of those people who got divorced? And how about all o... those so-called 'two-in-love' who had abortions? Don't tell me it was love, else why is marriage a dying breed? And if it wasn't about love, then it was about sex. S-E-X. That's all. And let me tell you, I'd rather have sex with someone that I know cares for me, who I'm sure isn't just lying to me for it."This was probably the first and closest. Chrissy and I looked at each other and giggled, agreeing that this is exactly what Anne needed following her divorce, then turned our attention back to the mostly naked cocks and balls swinging and bouncing around the room.A few minutes later, I felt strong hands gently kneading my shoulders from behind me. It felt great, but it surprised me, and I turned in my chair to who it was. It was the dancer I had tipped on-stage standing behind me. He had a huge smile on his face, and the shaft of his. She waited for him to continue his story. He continued and told her how it had come about, how he had rammed his cock up the very hairy cunt of his Aunt. It was like this. "I was helping her out".The maintenance was finished, the garbage bags were filled with the garden cuttings, the patio was sweeped and the various pots with there assortments of plants were back where they belonged. "I'll just take the bins around the front", I said as Maud took off her garden gloves, lifted and removed her. I was relieved when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun around and almost threw half my pint over Elspeth.I watched in relief as she gave a very nifty swerve of the hips and avoided the lukewarm larger as it arced from my glass onto the floor.“When I said you could get me a pint, I didn’t mean like that.” “I’m so so sorry,” I flustered. Fortunately, she just grinned and apologised to Meabh. I watched in awe as the two of them managed to have a conversation, while I had absolutely no idea what.