I thought to myself, let’s have a little fun, I shuffled forward in my chair laying back against the back rest.The movie was quiet revealing and had...quite a bit of nudity. I started rubbing myself through my jogging bottoms, I didn’t know if she was watching me or even if she had seen. I stayed rubbing myself for a few minutes, then I heard her fidget from the row behind. I pulled the string to my joggers loosening off the waist, I pulled my cock out over the waistband and started wanking it,. I asked what he would like to do first and he asked if it was permissible to touch me. I stood and he very gently stroked my bottom which excited me He then stood behind me and ran his fingers through my hair which caused me to feel very wet. I had debated what underwear to wear and was wearing stockings and a suspender belt under a silk half slip. I don’t find wearing a thong very practical as my labia are large and tend to come out of the material which is slightly disconcerting. However I. I had been there with my husband once but had found it very unrewarding. The hotel and the city were wonderful but Pete had never been free for us to do anything together. The work was always hard, the hours very long and in true ‘work-hard-and-play-hard’ style, the after-hours shenanigans that took place in the bedrooms after dinner every night were the stuff of hospital legend. I myself had heard stockinged-feet padding up and down the carpeted corridors between bedrooms throughout the night. Selling them to innocent children no doubt!" quipped the beauteous Jamaican Amazon... with anger in her sultry voice... as she lashed another trafficker across the chest with her whip...sending him sprawling along the ground. "Allow me to introduce myself...My name's Yellow Cat...and I'm going to shut down your drug smuggling operation and bring you all to justice!" declared Lara as she holstered her whip and stood with her muscular arms raised...and her muscular legs slightly apart...her.