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BackyardShaman · 61-69, M
In the late 1970s I went to one alone, fresh from a divorce. It was a bit awkward and smelly, a place to strip down and lockers, rubbers on a table, people walking around mostly couples and my first thought was that with me being a male alone my pickings would be slim. I did get picked however by a woman that was attractive in a plain way, which is what I prefer, and much older than me which really I found interesting. She led me to a room and we started making out, however her husband joined the action, which was ok but wasn’t what I was in the mood for. Sex with a rubber, nice but I remember when I got back to my hotel room I’d likely have enjoyed masturbating there about the same and would have been much safer.