I’m 66 and when I told my doctor about the threesome I had last week, he asked “What are you telling me for?” I replied “I’m telling every fooker!!”
I was given a strong hint by a former friend that I was having occasional drunken fun with that she might have been able to get a mate to join us (she lived in Pontypridd and I was in Sheffield at the time so it was rare we were together). I, being a gentleman, turned her down as I didn't want to hurt her, etc. I lost touch with her after a while, then found her again (back in the days of Friends Reunited). At some point after I knew her, she had come out and was a fully fledged lesbian. Never have I regretted a drunken decision as much in my life.
2 cracking birds offered me the chance on holiday in Thailand so ah was straight in...sadly bailed out when ah found out they both had bigger c*cks than me.. Al get mi coit
chuff me friends reunited! I’d forgot about that place... The place to arrange a bunk up with old school mates before Facebook came along!* * allegedly
Only the two bloke version. Actually there was 4 blokes. DVDA, the lot. Weird sensation feeling your shaft rubbing against another blokes shaft. I am a monster.