.. “what?”...”when?”... ???Now that you can afford expensive jewelry, it’s not safe to wear it anywhere.You notice everything they sell in s...ores is “sleeveless”?!!!What used to be freckles are now liver spots.Everybody Whispers.You have 3 sizes of clothes in your closet... 2 of which you will never wear.But Old is good in some things: Old songs, Old movies, and best of all, OLD FRIENDS!!Stay well, “OLD FRIEND!” Send this on to other “Old Friends!” and let them laugh in AGREEMENT!!!It’s Not. “Hell, yeah!” the stud replies. She lets out a loud moan as an orgasm slams into her. She bounces herself up and down on the teenage stallion, edging him back from the brink, skillfully keeping him just out of reach of his own orgasm, until finally she decides that the time is right. “Do you want to fuck me doggy now? Are you ready?” she asks. “Fuck, yeah!’ the stud readily agrees.Tracey dismounts and quickly gets onto all fours, just as she did earlier for Dan. Eric gets into position behind. Brad, though, lived in fear of the next occasion Ashley might feel the need for that excitement she'd anticipated... and experienced... in that Dallas hotel. He lived with it every day. A philosopher once said all men lived lives of quiet desperation. Brad knew exactly what the man meant."You ready for this?" Ashley asked with a smile. Brad nodded. He was. They'd never had time for a real honeymoon and their one attempt to have a belated one last summer turned into a catastrophe. When Ashley. My mates were going to work out with me before we were going to have dinner. Vicky and Marcy were going to do light doctor-approved exercises.Ching Lee, Jenny and Lorrie had agreed to a hard work out with me. They jokingly said my ass was getting wide from too much sitting in the padded chair.We had originally planned to work out for an hour. The Secret Service agents with us wanted to prove how manly they were. We worked out two hours before they decided they had enough. A hot shower and dry.