Where else would a sixty-four-year-old man get to put his cock in a seventeen-year-old virgin beauty queen? Sex I’ve been growing them for a year now. We can entertain him in between.”
So that was the way it went. I lived to be eighty-seven years old and I had sex every single day, right up to the day that I died. She was anxious to get me inside her. Once first thing in the morning and then right after dinner while I was still awake and not too tired to do it. She knew what I was doing and she knew what she was doing too. In fact Amanda took very good care of my sexual needs.
