I knew a chap who was quite pissedabout his bad cunnilinguswhen with his lovely blond-haired lass named Beth.For no matter how he triedwhen he was done poor Beth just sighed,“That didn’t do it, Horace!” in one breath.It mattered not his true comportor whether tongue went long or shortthe hoped for results simply never came.And as the years went drifting bythe sighs did stop but Beth would crybecause the results always wer...

“Hey, Santa, how about letting me see your package?” I was stunned. This kind of thing never happened to me. There I was, at the office party dressed as Santa, and the sexiest woman on the floor was hitting on me in the supply room. It made no sense. I was the sweet, safe, innocuous nebbish, not the office Don Juan. I was twenty years her senior. I was the one they always called and ‘nice’ and ‘helpful.’ “How about I unwr...

I was four score, you a touch younger. Both of us still had the hunger to release our passions and taste each other’s sweat. Neither of us was much of a talker but you looked so hot on your walker. I wanted to be as close as I could get. My heart sings remembering that very first day the two of us began to play and strove to reach the heights of senior bliss. You were my aging beautiful Venus. Thru my pants you rubbed my...