There are three seats empty at the back of the cinema, I settle in the middle one of the three and sit back to enjoy the show on screen, it wasn’t l...ng before a guy moved back to sit next to me, both of us eyes on the screen watching the girl gagging again and again on that lovely hard cock in her mouth, and as quickly as he had sat down, I feel his hand on my stocking clad thigh, my legs fall open as his hand moves up over the top of my stockings onto bare flesh, the back of his hand brushing. He agreed and we had a pretty good time. And sure enough, as we left the game I could see a few hard-ons in the crowd of teenage boys. As we were getting in our car. King, our 17 year old next door neighbor, yelled from the crowd and asked if we could give him and a friend, a ride home.Before I could say a word, my husband yelled, "Sure, hop in k**s." I couldn't help but notice the boys were checking my legs out. Strangely, I liked the attention and I'm positive my pervert husband did too. I can't go back to that gift shop, the very thought of it makes me recoilin terror. What else can I do? Mama can order me to do anything. Hercommands are magic. The shop had to be responsible for that somehow.Another flash of memory comes to me: "...you need to find Lola, likepronto, and do whatever she tells you..." I find it impossible to picturethe one who said that. She must be a monster that will kill me if I seeher, but this confirms that Mama's words are magic. Could she order me togrow. Lately, he's working weekends which cut our foreplay time during the day so I've started to look for ways to make our evening more exciting and get me ready quicker than before. We started to watch porn early in the evening and after couple of movies I am usually ready with the help of some lube. He usually sits on the couch while we watch our porn and I lay down next to him with my head on his lap. His hands will roam mindlessly over my body and breasts while his cock throbs against the back.