Never do anything you'll regret. From my 75 years of experience I can tell you that regrets will never leave you, they are yours forever. And the weight gets heavier as you accumulate those things you wish you hadn't done or the things you should have. The hurtful things you said and wish you had kept your mouth shut.
I don't know her personally but from what I've read and seen of her she's a selfish, privileged little bitch that thinks she can get away with anything because of who she is. She should have got a year in jail but I'll bet she's out in two weeks.
I once had an affair with a woman of 32 that told me she was a virgin. The truth was revealed the first time we fucked. She told me she had never had an orgasm. The last time we fucked she sat on my lap in the front seat of her car and I shot my wad. Then she wanted to go into the back seat and fuck some more because she had not cum yet. She also told me she never lied.
What makes sex great? For me it's attitude. Yeah. I've always felt that I could never be a . I could never enjoy sex with a woman that didn't want to. I'm 70 years old, married 45 years and enjoyed swinging with my wife for many years. I've had sex with beautiful women that left me cold. Other women that truly enjoyed sex were the best. Older women versus younger women for experience was always better. It can be wonderful when a woman really wants to and displays it physically. Love is all well and good but it isn't necessary for great sex.
Someone said it before. I love women. I mean I really love women. I loved watching my wife with another woman many times. I can't tell you why I feel this way. When I met my wife I was 22 and she told me she had a female lover. The question of lesbians versus just two women making love doesn't relate to me. It's just women making love together, tribadism, kissing, 69, the whole bit is just a tremendous turn on for me. I don't think anybody can explain their specific proclivity for sex...it just is, whether you're gay or straight.
Sometimes several days go by when I don't indulge myself in porn. I became an addict when I was maybe 5 or 6 when I found my dad's stash of tijuana bibles. If you're not familiar they were small cartoon booklets. After that I remember reading copied pages of The Green Door. There wasn't stuff available to a teenager in the 50's but I would gobble up Mickey Spillane paperbacks for their vivid descriptions, then I discovered Henry Miller novels, Nexus, Plexus, e.g. I loved Penthouse letter too. Eight millimeter brought new horizons in porn for me, then came VHS, wow! I could rent and copy. When the internet came along for me in 1998 I was in heaven. Now I'm having a love affair with my macbook. But too much of a good thing becomes tiresome. I still enjoy Pornhub. Mostly I enjoying writing about my experiences with my bisexual wife of 45 years. Just memories now, but those were some hot times. I knew I had to marry this girl when I found out she went both ways and wouldn't give it up after marriage. We were swingers for a long time.Lzuci2Pd8LfL1xGA
I call it side saddle. Her on her back, me on her right side (I'm right handed), our legs scissored with her right knee up. That leaves my right hand to roam about. From a 70 year old man's memory.
While piloting a Cessna 172 out of the Ramstein Aero Club, Ramstein AB, Germany in 1974. She was the wife of another swinging couple we met there, and she was a stunning beauty!