Fond Memories

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trip to the Mustang Ranch in 70-something
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Greyhound bus Hawthorne
to Reno
scored fifty bucks
in the casino,
Bartender said:
“… not very far
in fact they’ll even
send a car…”

Limousine
faded and worn
leather back seat
stained and torn,
Arrived and found
six girls there
in a half circle
with little to wear,

Blonde in a thin
blue negligee
half smiled at me
I pointed her way,
Went to a room
end of the hall
undid my Levi’s
watched them fall,

I held a wash bowl
she soaped my penis
no condoms back then
just flesh between us,
She said my penis
was bigger than most
and said she had worked
from coast to coast,

She flopped on the bed
spread her legs wide
“ok cowboy
let’s go for a ride…”
I filled her up
with my erection
just one more cowboy
added to her collection,

I came quickly
as young men are prone
but damn it was nice
shook to the bone,
Still hard
she started to suck
the cum from my cock
my good luck,

Was all over
in about fifteen minutes
I went to the bar
and ordered a Guinness,
Started to talk
to a girl sitting there
I think she said
her name was Claire,

Drank my beer
Claire flirted and talked
then down that same
hall we walked,
For the third and forth
time that night
I felt my prostate
squeezed tight,

Two more beers
back to the hotel
I tipped the driver
he treated me well,
Took a shower
and went to sleep
next day to Denver
fond memories to keep,

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