Michael and Lydia found a seat in the middle of the theater. There were about three other men who were there. Most of the men were older—men who w...re in their sixties.After they sat down, all the men moved to where they sat. One guy sat on the other side of Lydia, and the two other men sat behind her. Lydia wasted no time and removed her dress. She sat naked in the theater, unzipped Michael’s pants, and ordered him to pull them down.The men behind Lydia put their hands on her breasts. . As I continued to suck and lick him, he reached around and started grabbing my ass. I was in heaven. Not many want to fuck, only get sucked and my ultimate goal is to get fucked.I stood, undid and dropped my pants, pulled out my lube and coated my ass and his dick. I asked him if he was disease free. He indicated that he was and he looked like a person that did take care of himself, so I took a chance.I started to bend over and braced myself. He was anxious to enter me and grabbed my hips and. I know it and all the guys know it and now you know it. Don’t let it go to you head.”She looked serious again. “But I still can’t have a baby.”I hugged her again. “I know. But sometimes women can’t have babies and they can still be happy. You could adopt one.”Pat signed resignation. “You’re right. Not everyone is able to get pregnant.”I gave her a serious look. “And I don’t have to worry about some guy knocking you up in high school.”She gave me a look that should have struck me dead. For whatever the reason might be, the military was sure as hell doing a good job of smashing up the building. If we were going to have to fight from this location, I was all in favor of them demolishing all that they could, right up short of the point of pulverizing the place to powder. A smashed building makes a hell of a good defensive position; just ask the Russians and the Germans at Stalingrad in WW2 on Earth.The bombardment continued for several hours. From the sound of things, the.