In our forties we're both on our second relationships and have a great time living life to the full enjoying our common interests of sailing, walking,...eating, drinking and socialising. Better still our sex life is fantastic and we fuck ourselves silly. Until recently I thought it couldn't get better! That was until her younger sister, Anne, came to stay after breaking up with her hubby.At first I wasn't too keen on the idea and felt she would be an intrusion into our comfortable little world.. Like all boys my age we began talking about sports, which then quickly changed to girls, and then to sex. Somehow we ended up talking about gay sex, we where all pretty open to each other. Some admitted to watching gay porn, but not to jacking to it. I just listened. I noticed that all my buds where covering their crotches, either with a book, or a casual hand. They where covering their erections, and so was I . the school bell rang. That meant we had to get up to stack out chairs. No one got. All I could think about was the possibility that he might know about the world of BDSM. I have always loved the fantasy world, and when I was old enough to know about sex, I just fantasized about sex. I imagined things about sex in my teen hood that I never heard of till I was in my twenties. While I was in college, I learned that I loved to write stories about sex, and I met a few people online who also liked to write stories. One guy and I used to write stories together. They were stories of. But I have a comrade who is versed in desert navigation who would plan the route to avoid detection, a route that would take over two hundred miles and almost a week to achieve. The main problem would be the trucks you have at your disposal and the fuel to get them there and back. That will mean creating catches of water and fuel along the route to the canal. It may well be, depending on how many trucks are available, that more than one journey is required”.The table became a buzz as others.