Hear the grunts and groans of panting men as they shot their loads.“Tell me what you would do to me. Make me your fuck bitch, want to be your cum du...ping whore,” Cathy knew she was close to cumming and wanted to drag words of lust from the watching man.Ken knew he was also close, and that holding back much longer was not going to happen. “Finger your arsehole slut, want both your holes fucked. Let’s see that cunt squirt its juice!”“Oh fuck, I'm cumming, cum with me, shoot that spunk,” Cathy. She kissed me gently on the lips and asked for a drink.After the usual small talk she asked for all the details about what Jordan and I were doing. I pretty much told her how things started, how Jordan enjoyed it and how she was meeting up with the ex-army guys.Amanda just looked at me and said "what shes met this John guy a couple of times and now he's taken her for the night like a hooker for his mates?"I looked a bit shocked and I said "yeah well Jordan really wanted to do this. I even said. "Hello?" Where are you?"It was his wife. "Just got in the car. I'll be home in half an hour.Anything wrong?" I'll say. You need to have a talk with your son."***When Jerry's mother got home a few minutes earlier, she had beenstartled by the sight of a girl dashing up the stairs. All she had beenable to make out was a blur of shapely legs beneath the whirling skirtof the fleeing stranger. "Who are you? she shouted. "Jerry, where areyou?" When she heard the sound of a door slamming shut, she. “Amazing - 66 years!” I said. “What’s the secret to such a long, happy marriage?” “Well” he replied “It’s like this. The man makes all the big decisions and the woman just makes the little decisions”.“Really?” I responded. “Does that really work?” “Oh, yes” he said proudly. “66 years, and so far, not one big decision!”An innocent young man went into a strip club for the first time.Not wanting to watch the show alone, he sat down next to an older gentleman. “Come here often?” he asked. “Not.