I look at my wife’s bus out of town, and since I’ve had a three-day weekend, so I think “Guess I’m going to go see porn, like the good old days. "
I feel like someone’s sex toy for a few hours. I go back to the car and go down to Fenton Missouri, I gently rub my cock and think about the hot mouths I’ve fed in the past. “Then I’d better have something to calm down,” I said, entering the alcohol store for a pack of smokes and a half-pinte of whisky. “It should calm me down and focus. I can’t climb here. “and I shoot in the isolated parking lot behind the adult theatre and the arcade complex, and drink the whisky.
By paying my admission to the theatre, the clerk looks up at me and smiles. Before I go into the theatre, I’m starting to go through several fetish and lesbian magazines. I don’t hear the old man and the woman go by my side. He’s my father’s age, and she is. She’s in a business skirt and a blazer suit, and drops a magazine between us. “Let me go, ma’am.” I offer, and squat to pick it up. Her shearing at the black bottoms of the size of jet are inches of my hands and I really want to run them up and down, since the pantyhosis is my major fetish. “Find something you love there, baby?” she says in a low voice. “Yes, but I’d better behave.” She moves slightly to rub her leg against my hand, and the rubbing stitch against my fingers just about screws me. When I get up and see my huge hard, slip into the leg of my tight jeans, she tells the man “I think he’s going to do.” “Do you like a company in the theater, son?” asks her husband. I don’t believe my chance. He is incredibly masculine and straight, and looks like a doctor, a lawyer or a teacher. Sexy women in authority positions turn me, and I’ll do it again. He leans and whisperes “We’ll play a role game that I think you’ll like… “what’s your name, son.”
I like how her wife rubs her curvy body and big boobs against me… her hand brushes my cock and she rubs, gently. “We’re gonna be a happy family… calling us mom and dad, is it cool?” His hand cuts my balls. Her lips brush my ear and I feel her hand on my thigh.” How old are you really.” I tell him I’m 20 years old and he’s rubbing my dick with his wife. “Well, go pretend you’re 18 today. What is your son’s name.” I look at mom, and she’s on her knees, stubbornly to reach a magazine, but she actually rubs her cheek against my dick, like a cat. “I’m Bobby, dad.” He smiles and tells me to calm down “your mother and I think it’s time you saw some of the exciting things that adults do in bed. By taking my hand, Momma takes me to the theatre entrance, with a poppa close to our tails.
I sit with each other, and Mom crosses her legs, finally leaving me to see her legs to her ass, and her mouth sucks my neck, as dad displeasures me and pulls my jeans to my ankles. I feel like mom’s hand rubs my dick while her tongue moves in my chest, sucking as she starts my shirt, her hand slowly sucks my dick. Dad’s looking. “It’s just, not too fast, Bobby can’t crack it yet. His head fits, and my hand runs on his inner thighs, going up the mesh of his silky nylons. Her hand pumps my dick as her tongue collapses on my hard nipples… and I sink deeper into the seat, as she leans on me, pumping my 7-inch dick. “Your mother’s worried you’re too tense, Bobby.” Her whole lips suck my nipples, laughing softly while she fucks me with her hand.
Now she sinks on her knees on the floor of cum, caressing me, pumping my dick faster than she cuts my balls. I look at her big tits in her open blouse, her mouth swallows me all, and she slips my finger in my ass. “Now you make him closer,” says Dad, “when mom’s finger finds my prostate and she massages him like she sucks my dick. In and out I watch my duron disappear in his throat, and I cum and cum. She kicks my dick, treats her like she fucks me with her finger. Dad told me to meet them next week for a rehearsal and I’m looking forward to it.