Six of the booths share glory-holes, but that isn’t my favorite stop, so I head back to the larger booths in the back, all capable of holding more t...an one customer. Today at lunchtime the place was really busy. The parking lot was full and when I got into the arcade, most doors were closed and there were still lots of guys just hanging around. So I bided my time walking back and forth and checking out the monitors in the various booths. Let me describe myself, I’m a mature guy at 64 and very. .. don't know what 'no' means," she managed, her eyes welling up again. I looked up and she smiled weakly. "They didn't get far, but..." she trailed off, her hand slowly raising her skirt to reveal a gash along her thigh. It looked like someone had tried to fuck her with a stick. Children are horrible.She gave me the same smile I remembered giving a bartender a little while ago, and got up to go back into the school. Before I knew what I was doing, I had my hand around her arm, and she was. She then took my hand and placed it on her lap and immediately my fingers felt the soft flesh of her upper thigh, I wiggled my fingers as she started to work my upper arm muscled creating a back and forth motion and I don’t know how it happened but my finger went inside the leg of her shorts and I could feel the wetness on my finger as I was jolted back and forth as she loosened up my guns.Damn she was wet but she had perfect control over her breathing, she seemed to get into a rhythm running. She told her that this would be the first time that we had done this as a couple and really wanted it to be her that we did this with. Jenny agreed and we set up a night of fun at Misty's apartment that night.The night started easily enough sitting around chatting and drinking until we decided to play a drinking game. I pulled the coffee table to the middle of the room and got some cards and we all took our seats around the table. The game was simple, each card had a rule and a consequence if.