Marvin Henderson, 74, walked out of the local adult theater late on Friday night. He stopped by there at least once a week, sometimes more often, depending on his mood and whether any of his 'on-line' partners were available for some nasty chat.
As he walked thru the dingy lobby, a young man stopped him, "Hey, Old Man, have you ever thought about being in a dirty movie?"
Marvin looked back at him like the young man was crazy, "Are you out of your fucking mind?"
"Actually, no I'm not. I make some dirty movies as a hobby and I have a young girl . . . about 19 or 20 . . . who has a fantasy of fucking an old guy, maybe even getting pregnant by him. Here's my card. Think about it. I would pay you $500 if you agree and another $500 when we finish shooting."
I stuck the card in my pants pocket, rubbed my semi-hard cock at the prospect of fucking a 20-year old and headed for home.
As he walked thru the dingy lobby, a young man stopped him, "Hey, Old Man, have you ever thought about being in a dirty movie?"
Marvin looked back at him like the young man was crazy, "Are you out of your fucking mind?"
"Actually, no I'm not. I make some dirty movies as a hobby and I have a young girl . . . about 19 or 20 . . . who has a fantasy of fucking an old guy, maybe even getting pregnant by him. Here's my card. Think about it. I would pay you $500 if you agree and another $500 when we finish shooting."
I stuck the card in my pants pocket, rubbed my semi-hard cock at the prospect of fucking a 20-year old and headed for home.