"Holy christ," Joan exclaimed shaking her head in disbelief. "I'll have to throw away everything in the room."Even now several hours later, the room w...s heavy with the smell of sex. The cushions on the floor were completely saturated with dried come stains. Rivulets of come had dripped down the legs and arms of the chairs and sofas, drying to become frozen in mid stream, like a lava flow, swirling and petrified for all time.Puddles of come were everywhere. There must have been gallons of it. Text me, its safer.A few days later I received a text, asking if I would like to meet and talk. So, just out of curiousness I text back..yes!We meet at a dive bar in the opposite end of town. Hopefully no one would know me there. She was busy texting or doing something on her phone, when I came up behind her, and gave her a hug, and ran my hand across her shoulder, slowly.HI!! She looked up, Reached up, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Hello there, handsome man!She told me, as we started to. “Has my honey been thinking about Taylor? I bet you would like to see her naked just like I saw Bobby.”Bill knew tonight’s fantasy was going to be about Taylor, “Yes. I want to see her pussy and feel her up. I would go down on her and lick it.” Bill said the words he thought were appropriate for a fantasy but it didn’t feel right to him.Karen fished Bill’s cock out of his boxers and stroked it, “I bet you would. I bet you want to get there before her boyfriend does.”Bill thought about sex with. Her eye was caught by The Princess Bride, which she had loved as a little girl and she highlighted that.“Is this okay?” she asked, turning to look at her father, who had sat down on the double recliner he usually sat in. “I know you’ve seen it a dozen times, but I’d like to watch it again.”“Fine,” said Bob, who didn’t think he’d pay attention to anything they watched.She started it and then came to remove the miscellaneous papers, pillows, computer mouse, and other things Bob normally kept on.