As I was showering I made sure I was facing towards the glass door. Part of me was hoping that maybe someone would glance at my nakedness, wondering w...at would they make of my distinctly average cock, the other part hoping that I would see whoever was in the third shower if they left before me. I heard the two lovers leave first, and then the other shower was turned off. He didn’t even glance in my direction as he walked past fully naked but drying his hair. But I saw him! I’ve seen many cocks. ‘What is?’ the woman said. She was also white haired and she looked at the man with grim fondness, both of them were nearer seventy than sixty but they still were healthy. ‘Oh just that on weekdays we have the beach to ourselves, not that it isn’t nice looking at the young chick in their next to nothings,’ the man remarked as he looked at his wife of over forty years, he thought that she still looked good for her age. Sure her boobs were a bit saggy and she had a lot more weight on her hips but. You're crying over milk that never spilled." Yeah, I suppose." Anyway, I get the feeling this dog is for Heather. I think we're just a warmup act." I'm game." Me too. If that is what this is all about, I say we get it on film. I wish, now, that we had made more of Sue when she was growing up." You and me both. I say we get back into the swing of things, and this time, record everything." John, let's watch the wedding. I'm horny." I'll set it up. What the hell. Let's watch the conception,. You have a better chance of meeting a unicorn in New York City. Just ask a certain European prince who married a gold-digger whom he’d been boning for three decades. As soon as she got the ring around her finger, she began singing a different tune. Acting like a real bitch. Now she wants to take him for everything he’s got. See? That’s what you get when you treat a bitch better than she deserves. Men were made to rule the universe and bitches were made to serve them. End of story. Anyone who.