" I don't mind at all, but I was going to ask you to dinner with me." No, thanks. I have this meal all prepared. There's enough for both of us. Would ...ou like to join me?" There wasn't any way I was going to turn down a home cooked meal. It was pretty simple; spaghetti with marinara sauce, green salad and a red wine. It was delicious. We ended the meal with coffee and conversation. Jane told me she was a librarian."What's a librarian doing at a comic book convention?" I try to find out what's. Ashlee would often look at her naked body in the full length mirror in her and Greg’s bedroom and she could see the sags in places where they should not have been. It was safe to say that she was beginning to hate her body.Greg, on the other hand, did not seem affected by Ashlee’s appearance at all. He still looked at her the same as when they were married twenty-five years ago. It was true, the years had been rough on both of them, but he did not care. Greg still saw his wife as his mutual. The house was small. From the back door I stepped into the kitchen, a rectangular room with a refrigerator and stove, both small. The front room and the second bedroom were devoid of furniture. Laura's bedroom at the rear of the house had the bed that she had written about, it being the only furniture.Dropping my bag, I went back to the kitchen. The refrigerator was empty. On the counter was a small microwave, a toaster and a coffee maker. In the cabinets there was a set of dishes, four place. .they overpowered me easily. My sleeping bag was unzipped. Beth sat on my chest pinning my arms down with her legs as Susan pulled off my shorts and underwear. My cock sprang upwards and Susan laughed at my short stiffy. She played with it, which only turned me on more. She pulled it down...it sprang up again. She patted it ....making it sway side to side. She rubbed it.....making me erupt. Cum shot out all over. It hit Beth's hair and she screamed ....stating how gross. Susan had cum on her.