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04-04-2015, 07:19 PM | #1 |
Life, Liberty, Happiness
Join Date: Feb 2010
First Name: Marc
Location: Splitting time between Dayton, NJ and Needmore, PA
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The value of old age
Roger is a great 85 year old man. He is smitten with a 25 year old girl named Jenny. One thing leads to another and Jenny suddenly finds herself with a ring on her finger, much to her delight and concern.
Since her new husband is so aged, Jenny decided that after their wedding she and Roger should have separate bedrooms, because she is concerned that her new, but aged, husband may over-exert himself if they spend the entire night together. After the wedding festivities are over, Jenny prepares herself for bed and the expected knock at the door. Sure enough the knock comes, the door opens and there is Roger, her 85 year old groom, ready for action. They unite as one and Jenny is more than impressed with his stamina. All goes well and Roger takes leave of his bridge, and she prepares to go to sleep. After a few minutes, Jenny hears another knock on her door; it is Roger. Again he is ready for more ‘action.’ Somewhat surprised, Jenny consents for more coupling. When the newlyweds are done, Roger kisses his wife, bids her a fond good night and leaves. Jenny is set for sleep again, but, aha, you guessed it - Roger is back again, rapping on the door and fresh as a 20-year-old, ready for another round. And once more they enjoy each other’s company immensely. But as Roger gets set to leave again, his breathless new wife says to him, “I am thoroughly impressed that at your age you can perform so well and so often. I must admit I have been with guys less than a third of your age who were only good once. You truly are a great lover, Roger.” Roger, blushing a bit, turns to Jenny and says, “You mean I was here already?"
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