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Sentimental Holiday

There was a pensioner couple, both about 80, on a sentimental holiday back to the place where they first met.

They had been sitting in a pub when the old man said to his wife, "Remember first time we had sex together, over fifty years ago? We went round the corner to the gas works. You leaned against the fence and I gave you one from behind."

"Yes," she said, smiling, "I remember it well." "OK," he said, "How about taking a stroll round there and I'll give you one for old times sake?" "Ooh Henry, you devil, that sounds like a good idea," she answered. A chap sitting at the next table was listening to all this, having a chuckle to himself. "I've got to see this," he thought, "two pensioners having sex against the gas works fence..." So he followed them. They walked haltingly along, leaning on each other for support, aided by walking sticks. Finally they got to the back of the gas works and made their way to the fence. The old lady lifted her skirt and took her knickers down and the old man dropped his trousers. She turned around and hung on to the fence and the old man moved in.

Suddenly they erupted into the most furious sex the watching man had ever seen. They were bucking and jumping like eighteen-year-olds. This went on for about forty minutes. She was yelling "Ohhh God!" He was hanging on to her hips for dear life. This was the most athletic sex imaginable. Finally, they both collapsed panting on the ground. The watching guy was amazed. He thought he had learned something about life that he didn't know. He started to think about his own aged parents and wondered whether they still had sex like this.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground in recovery, the old couple struggled to their feet and got their clothes back on. The guy, still watching, thought, "That was truly amazing, he was going like a train. I've got to ask him what his secret is."

As the couple passed, the chap said to them, "That was something else, you must have been shagging for about forty minutes. How do you manage it? Is there some sort of secret?" "No, there's no secret," the old man said, "except fifty years ago that f***ing fence wasn't electric."
 

 
 

 

 

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