He can’t see behind himself; maybe there are more naked men hidden out of sight. Is Ross one of them? He can’t focus enough to tell. “ROSS...�... Lewis’s voice is feeble and dry. “Lewis,” The closest man to him speaks, “Ross isn’t here. He’s enjoying one of the other rooms, but I can’t tell you how glad we are that you chose to come in here first. Welcome to The Den.” Lewis quickly sizes the men up. The one speaking to him now is the oldest or at least he looks to be the oldest one there, 40. Exercise and reasonable eating had kept her body just on the athletic side of voluptuous. At 5'6" and 138 lbs she was too broad shouldered to be a runway model but her hourglass figure was balanced out by well rounded hips and ass. With a 38 D chest, firm slightly rounded tummy, and smoothly muscled thighs she was a mature dream. High cheek bones in a softly squarish face with short brown hair, faint laugh and smile lines at the corners of her large brown eyes, and a generous smile rounded out. Kitty's close family consisted of a nun with a back so hunched over that he was sure it was a major medical problem, a nice-looking woman in her 30s who was a little too young to be a daughter, so was probably a granddaughter and an elderly Jewish stepson from a disastrous second marriage that made Kitty a person shunned by the entire family. Well, at least, until the day of her funeral.Sal recognized most of the participants and smiled a greeting to them. Gina took him up and introduced him to. “Don't you dare!” Sue snarled. “We are doin' this!”“Good.” With which Jim slipped her another few inches.“Ah, that feels a bit better,” Sue commented.“You can do it, slut bunny,” Tina encouraged and insulted all in one shot.“If you can, I can, Titsy” Sue answered through gritted teeth. Tina just laughed.Jim slid up another six inches at one shot.“Oh god, that is starting to feel good,” Sue said in a mildly surprised tone. “Alright, Jimbo, give it all to me.”Jim needed no further encouragement,.