Noticing her curious expression I tell her that I need to look at her and truly appreciate what I am about to receive. I tell her to drop her skirt an... then move her legs apart as I take in the vision before me. A slow smile crosses her lips as she releases the skirt and drops it to the floor. Jenna slowly spread her legs apart and asks if this is what I wanted to see. My eyes are enjoying her heavy breasts, the nipples swollen with excitement, trying to penetrate the fabric that contains them.. They looked like their owner had kept them there for a long time without using them. He was probably one of those drifters who wore it more for decoration than for actual use. The leather was cracked in several places from lack of care. That was taken care of by bringing in the bottle of lotion that her daddy used on the harness to keep it nice and supple. She didn't remember the name and it was unlabeled but it sure did work wonders on leather.Since she had almost forty rounds, she decided to. I didnt have enough money for admission (dumbass), but even as I talked to the cashier I heard the telltale signs of someone getting fucked nearby, the loud, grainy moans on screen, and the clear ones from someones wife getting it hard. Luckily, the cashier let me go through. It was close to pitch black inside, I could just make out the faint outline of a woman with her legs dangly off either side of her seat. A group of 20+ men watched quietly scattered throughout the theater as her husband. He looked at her face and thought for a moment. He believed that Nancy did love him once and through his selfishness had lost her. It was over and nothing could change the fact. Beside though he tried to convince himself that he loved her also, now he wasn’t as sure. He never felt for Nancy the way he now felt for Katrina. It was different when he was with her. It was different than anything he ever felt with any woman. Lucien was right. She had gotten inside him and broken down the wall he had.