And, did that make any difference. I had convinced myself that it didn’t, but was I kidding myself. I was fifty-seven; a chooser I was never gonna b...e. Even Anna was fifty. Was she just settling for me? I figured she was.And, the biggee, was she still going to be on speaking terms with my enemy? And would that be making a difference if she was. Did I have the balls to dare tell her who she could be friends with? Yeah, she was upset about what she heard, but not near as upset as I was—read insane. It was a long drive up to Blackburn so we got there early and had a few drinks in a local bar and made are way to the theater quite a big venue for a new band. Just enough time for two more drinks in the small bar and more chat. There were 5 of us but we met other people we knew there. Iooking around I would say the audience was middle-aged but as I looked around I spotted a blonde woman around 50 I would say, attractive about 5 foot 6 white shirt with black leather jacket, she was with 2 or 3. And then we expanded into the mobile sampler sperm services venture on a slippery whim.Yes, we also invoked the help of the sister nymphs to ensure success because years later they returned to Earth routinely to spend some time fucking me in their usual timeless way.Using and enhancing a previously conceived concept of the Sperm Mobile Sampler, traveling the vastness of America, taking gizem randomly by convincing wives to force their husbands to the curb ready to partake in having an orgasm. Will you teach me how to suck later?’‘Of course, ‘ Paul said. It was his pleasure.He lay back on a couch and pulled her on top of him, so she was sitting upright on his hips, the tip of his erect cock brushing the arch of Katie’s back as the length of it snuggled in between her ample asscheeks. It was difficult not to cum just thinking about it.Paul decided to experiment.‘Katie, do you know what you have between your legs?’‘Um, well ... I pee from there. And Mum said someday a baby might come.