Now I’m sleeping with another one. Well, Deena’s fifteen now, but there we were... “They’ll last,” Dan opined. “They have that look...”�...�Look at the crowd, bud,” I said. “Examples out the kazoo.”“Yeah ... I remember some of those that the groom was still hung over from his bachelor party and had a posse of turds and thugs egging him on and she was still leaking from her bachelorette party, sporting a new tattoo.”“Yeah ... One of Haley’s contemporaries. Well, two years older. Fresh high school. "No honey," Bill said gently. "I wouldn't kick you out for causing my trouble. My late wife said the primary mission of women on earth was to cause men trouble so I couldn't kick you out for what comes naturally to you as a woman."Cherie smiled at the weak attempt at humor. "Thank you Bill. I can't ever repay you. Thank you."Bill smiled back and straightened as he said, "You can thank me when we are finished lady," in an attempt to sound like John Wayne. In his normal voice he said, "We will. It was just wild to see this at the bar. There is a play area downstairs which is where most of the action usually happens. Then a new couple arrived, and sat near me. We started talking. The man, John, was from England, and the woman, Judit, is from a suburb of Amsterdam. They are good friends, and they met at a different swinger club after both were divorced. They were about 55. She had a pretty face and a nice figure, but it was clear that she had small breast implants. (Usually implants. A little further and he could feel the opening to her womb against his tip. One more stroke and the head of his hard shaft pushed through. Clarice shouted, “Oh my God! It's so deep! It feels so full!” Her body orgasm was tremendous. She shook the coffee table and rattled the floor. It was all Richard could do to keep from cumming inside her hungry depths as it clamped and massaged his shaft. He held her hips with his member deep in her slippery hole as she rode out the waves of sensations that.