
I'm in my late 50's and mid 60's and I enjoy sex. All in
all, it's been a while, but if I ever do it again, I'm sure I'll enjoy it. I
know, I know someone my age who says he enjoys sex and who makes some of you
younger is weird. It must look like you understand for the first time what your
people had to do to get to you. Try not to get too excited because you only
have two options. You can also reach this age and pick out people who are
younger than you, or you won't, and you don't have to worry about that.
Watch Now: Aging and Sex
I currently emphasize sex. No, no, not the ordinary stuff.
Illness? For the love of hell, I have more stress than high illness due to high
blood pressure and high cholesterol. What I will insist on most will simply
escape younger people until you reach my age. If you're younger and you get
along with an accomplice, you can insist that he cries like a chipmunk or the
young woman they thought was Lassie in Porky's first film. If you are a young
woman in a motel, you may need to emphasize the person who starts hitting the
headboard in the partition and slamming what causes the neighbors to hit in the
next room. At my age, you are interested in wrinkles. You really can't worry
about the appearance of wrinkles. When you reached my age, everything changed,
so many of you are changing building boards. No, you insist on wrinkles,
because most likely your accomplice is safe too. At this point, you don't care
if she looks like Lassie or if she slaps the headboard against the partition,
given that when you start scrubbing your wrinkles, you'll feel like someone is
going to open up another pair of cords the street. It must be an executor from
the start. This is why I insist on wrinkles.
Meeting in the fifties and sixties is not like going out in
the twenties. Consider it. In your twenties you ask yourself which groups have
other individual preferences, which amusement parks they like to visit, even
which films are their first choice. In your fifties, you have to wonder if the
other person still has all of their body parts, and if not, how do you ask
which one is missing or replaced, without figuring it out in a cumbersome
personal minute. That said, if you were younger and woke up with someone you
brought home the night before, you may be amazed when you wheeze, drool, or
breathe monstrously, for example. ! When you are my age, you wake up next to
someone who is most likely snoring, undoubtedly drooling, terrible and took his
teeth and put them on the side table!
Another miracle most young people don't know is that if
you're more experienced, your hair will fall out. Both people suffer from this
problem. No, I'm not talking about the hair on your head, everyone knows that.
That means somewhere else. Imagine a glimpse of an exposed, toothless man or
woman who falls over in places you never knew you could fall into when you were
20 years old and completely naked. You almost have to pretend you're young,
don't you?
After I've done it and adjusted everything I know now, only
one other thing makes me ridiculously afraid. When I was 20 years old, I didn't
understand that it would come back. When I was 30, things were more terrible
but not much more unfortunate. When I was 40, things were certainly more
terrible, but more bearable. When I was 50, things were more terrible and I
started to overlook some things that I underestimated in my twenties, like
teeth. I now know that it only comes down from here and that it is decreasing
faster and more steadily. Fortunately, I have an incredibly weird tendency and
I plan to laugh at myself for the whole trip. A bit like watching a horror
movie that is so terrible that it is entertaining. It's sex at a mature age.
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