I hope that when I’m 80 that I can still enjoy sexuality.Gloria was not sure about stripping. When the 23:30 bell rang she was fully dressed. Marjor..., Fran and I were nude. Gloria opened the door and our guests for the better part of the night filed in. Some accepted hugs; others were unsure and were given handshakes. All were shown where the clothing containers were stacked.Roland Briggs made my day. He was 88 and a real hoot. Right after accepting a hug said he would come back for a better. More likely than not, there were guys in some of the other cubicles too. I hadn't been keeping track while I was peeing, but it seemed likely, so I should have a few verbal witnesses.All the visible spectators had left by the time the Head-Goon reached me. I recognized him by sight as a senior. He was about the same height as me, although he'd be heavier because I'm so slim. There was one junior who I recognized, Conrad, a guy that I knew fancied Ava, although I didn't give him much chance of. Becky and I were both nervous, but we sat on the bed and had another glass of wine while we talked. Then I went into the bathroom to undress while she undressed and got into bed. It felt strange but exciting to get under the sheets with her, and I leaned over on her and we kissed for a few minutes. Her pussy must have been very wet because I smelled her arousal, and I instinctively turned around in the bed in the side-by-side sixty-nine position to suck her pussy. Her thick thighs are luscious. With a girl your age."Even in his adolescent innocence, the excited young boy recognized the suggestive tone in her words, and with a gasp of breathless delight he pulled the coffee table aside and took a seat. As she sank down onto the soft cushions beside him he fell eagerly into her waiting arms. Skip was so excited he could hardly believe what was happening to him, but he willingly kissed the older blonde, first on the lips and then on flee neck and throat with a fumbling youthful fervor.