I look at my wife’s bus head out of town, and since I now have a three-day weekend, so I think, “Guess, I’ll go see some porn, just like the good old days.”

I feel my dick stirring at the prospect of being someone’s sex toy for a few hours. Getting into the car and going down to the “30” towards Fenton Missouri, I gently rub my dick and think about the hot mouths I’ve fed in the past. “I think it’s better if you calm me down,” I say, pulling in the liquor store for a smoke pack and a half-pint of whiskey. “This should calm me down and concentrate. I can’t cum here.” And I throw myself in the secluded parking lot behind the adult theater and the arcade complex, and drink whiskey

Paying my admission to the theater, the clerk looks up and down and smiles. Before entering the theater, I begin to browse several fetishists of the legs and lesbian magazines. I don’t feel like the older man and woman move to me. It’s about my father’s age, and so do you. She’s in a commercial blouse and a combination of blazer, and a magazine falls between us. “Let me understand, ma’am.” I’ll buy you and I’ll kill myself. Its luster for the black socks of the jet of life are thumbs from my hands and I really want to run my hands up and down them, since the pantyhose is my main fetish. “See something you like over there, baby?” she says in a whispering low voice. “Yes, but I better behave well.” It moves slightly to rub my leg against my hand, and the sweater that rubs against my fingers makes me cum. When I get up and she sees my huge hard, slipping along the leg of my faded jeans tight, she tells the man “I think he will.” “Would you like a company in the theatre, son?” asks your husband. I don’t believe my good luck. She is unbelievably male and straight, and she looks like a doctor, lawyer or teacher. Sexy women in authority positions excite me, and I announce again. He leans and whispers “We’re going to play a role game I think you’ll like ..er as your name, son. "

I like how his wife is rubbing her curvy body and huge tits against me… Her hand brushes my dick and she rubs gently. “We’re gonna be a happy family, call us mom and dad, is it cool?” His hand’s cooking my balls. Her lips brush my ear and feel her hand on my thigh.” How old are you really." I tell him I’m 20 and he rubs my dick with his wife. “Well, you were 18 today. What’s your son.” I look at Mom, and she kneels, ostentably to reach a magazine, but in reality, she rubs her cheek against my dick, like a cat. “I’m Bobby, Poppa.” She smiles and tells me to calm down “your mother and I think it’s time to see some of the exciting things that adults do in bed. Taking my hand, Mom takes me to the theater entrance, with aft near our tails.

I sit with each other, and Mom crosses my legs, finally showing my legs to my ass, and her mouth sucks my neck, while Dad depresses me and pulls my jeans to my ankles. I feel my mom’s hand rubbing my dick while her tongue moves on my chest, sucking while I break my shirt, her hand slowly pumps my dick. Look at Dad. “This is the right honey, not too fast, Bobby can’t cum yet. His head nods, and my hand runs on the inner thighs, reliving the mesh of his silky nylons. His hand pumps my dick while his tongue flicks through my hard nipples.. and I sink deeper into the seat, while she leans on me, pumping my 7-inch dick. “Your mom’s worried you’re too tense, Bobby.” Her full lips suck my nipples, moaning gently while fucking with my hand.

Now sink on your knees on the cum floor, caressing me, pumping my dick faster while you fuck my balls. I look at her huge tits down her open blouse while her mouth swallows everything, and she slips her finger on my ass. “Now, you’re approaching him dear.” says Dad, while mom’s finger finds my prostate and she massages him while sucking my dick. In and out I look at my hardon disappears down my throat, and I sperm and sperm. She rides my dick, milking him while fucking my ass with my finger. Dad told me to meet them next week for a repetition and I’m marking the time left with anxiety.