The porn industry thrives on new young girls (18+) getting in, while most of the girls already in leave after 25 (e.g. Blue Angel) and some get into the older girls/women niche (e.g. Julia Ann -> already 43 but looks great ).
Is it in this internet age (where most girls grow up with ready available porn on the internet) easier or harder to get new girls? You see girls like Meg Magic watching porn at 12 and already know what she wants to do when she is 18 but at the same time I suppose it is harder because of social media.
However, if there are no new young girls, we will end up watching GILF porn
Well, there are sites devoted to GILF's. If that is what floats your boat. Or if your standards are "anyone that squats to pee".
I remember a friend telling me about one night at our favorite bar. He hooked up with a "2 o'clock special", and they went out to his car in the parking lot. They got into the front seat and she took out her false teeth and placed them on the dashboard. Then she gave him a pretty good BJ.
Curious George wrote:
I remember a friend telling me about one night at our favorite bar. He hooked up with a "2 o'clock special", and they went out to his car in the parking lot. They got into the front seat and she took out her false teeth and placed them on the dashboard. Then she gave him a pretty good BJ.
I left out the part about how we found out.
Ted was our boss. He came to work one Monday morning and one of us noticed that the horn ring on his steering wheel was all bent out of shape. (He had an old car.) We nagged him until he told us what happened.
He was getting the blow job, and he CAME. When he did, he grabbed the horn ring and the horn went off. His car was in the parking lot right in front of the main door of the bar. Its a very small bar. But the horn was stuck and would not shut off. He was so afraid that everyone would run out to see what the problem was. So he grabbed the horn ring and wrenched it as hard as he could and it finally shut off. But the ring looked like a pretzel and the horn would not work anymore.
Great Story.
But interesting logic: He destroyed the interior of his car so nobody finds out he got a BJ by a toothless granny and later on tell this story to his empoyees? WTF?
“You cannot blame porn, ... When I was young, I used to masturbate to Gilligan's Island.” - Ron Jeremy
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At the time, most of my friends were alcoholics. And you know that there is only so much blood available to operate the brain. When your dick is hard, the blood has to come from somewhere. Logic is the first thing to go. His car was a junker to start with.
Another friend almost got caught when the woman's husband came home early. Have you ever got dressed in 15 seconds? Later that evening that friend and his wife got undressed to go to bed. She accused him of having sex with someone. He said "Why do you think I did anything?" She pointed to his underpants. They were on BACKWARDS.
You see, women can think logically.
Good question ... I'm curious to know this too !!!
PW
"For 16 years WCX is a fortress resisting the changes of the internet and the hatred of morons.Thanks to the fans having always supported me but also those discovering me today. It's together that we will go the furthest !!!"
I'm afraid that a clear answer will be quite long.
I was in the US Air Force, stationed at a very small field in the middle of the state of Wisconsin. At the base were small groups of about a dozen each that performed certain tasks. Some maintained the air frames, some the jet engines, others electronics. I will tell you what my group maintained at the end of the story.
My group of friends in our section came from all over the country. All had started drinking in high school. Many were binge drinkers. There were no large towns where we were stationed, but there were a lot of bars. So on weekends we drank. Dave kept a bottle of beer in his car during the day, and drank it after work on the way to the store. There he bought a cold beer and drank it on the way to the bar for a night of drinking. He looked a lot like Woody Allen. And he was so lovable that he was always getting laid. I drank the least amount and usually ended up driving them home. The local kids drank too. I had a blind date and the girl showed up with a half empty bottle that she had started on before I got to her house. We drove to the base, and down to the end of the runway and parked. She was built like Terka but shorter. (Look for Pierre's nude photo). Then she told me that she was still a virgin and only 15. The angel on my right shoulder told me that 15 will get you 20......in the slammer and your cell mate will want to make you his bride. The devil on my left shoulder told me to have another swig of that Peppermint Schnapps and go for it. At the end of the date she went home with her cherry still intact, and I went home with my blue balls.
So why were we so close? Before they coined the term "Xtreme Sports", we called it living life on the edge. Almost everyone in our section started jumping out of airplanes. This was in 1965 and there were a lot of fatalities back then. The danger brought us closer together. Like a "Band of Brothers" (Henry V). We did air shows at county fairs during the weekends and partied each night.
I immediately expanded my passion in cinema-photography to include this sport. After my Air Force enlistment, I expanded my circle of friends, and I began filming jumpers leaving buildings and TV antennas and bridges. One guy was the first and only one to jump from the New York World Trade Center and walk away. (Actually he ran to a waiting car.)
You may have seen the adventure movie XXX. In the opening scenes the hero steals a Corvette and drives it onto a ramp and off the New River Gorge bridge. The stunt jumper leaves the car and opens his chute. 10 years before that we did something similar without getting permission. We rode on the roof of a van at 130 kph next to the curb on the bridge. Then jumped off the van and over the railing. The river is 300 meters below. I shot it from several angles including a POV shot. It was intense and the 16mm footage was priceless. The West Virginia highway patrol caught us and we were arrested. I filmed that too, until the cop ordered me to stop filming. I obeyed, because he had a gun.
During one stunt that I was filming, I broke my neck. The injury was not as bad as the one suffered by Saddam Hussein, but it was 5 months before I got back into the air again.
When filming extreme sports you only have one chance to get it right. There is no TAKE 2. It takes pre-planning, skill and experience. It is the same when Pierre does a scene. Which is why I often times check a scene for the blocking, technique and other aspects of his shooting of a scene. But most of the time, I just lean back and enjoy the action. I admire his expertise. As Wes Craven is to horror movies, Pierre is to pornographic movies.
So what did my small group of Air Force friends do on the base....
We maintained the nuclear weapons.