My wife just stood there looking towards the movie screen but not doing anything more as I continued to watch the stranger grope her tits. The light c...ming through the open doors to the theater lobby made it easier to see everything.After a couple minutes of this the stranger reached down and lifted my wife's skirt up to her waist in one quick jerk exposing all of her ass and pussy. He then put one hand in front to rub her pussy and the other hand was rubbing all over her ass. By now my wife. Her hands were missing under the body. Her curly red hair was covering her face and her round bobos were visible through the ragged front part of the dress.A huge black man was behind her, with his trousers down to his knees. I recognized him; the guy was the postman…He had his hard giant black cock in his hand and he was aiming it directly between Ofelia’s pussy lips.The other hand was pushing my mother in law by the neck, to held her quiet in position. My own dick got hard instantly, as I. I started to jack him off slowly, and he gasped and moaned every so often. Cavan? he asked yet again. What, Charlie? Can I touch yours? I looked at him, then nodded slightly. Timidly, he reached out and put his hand around my boner, exploring it, touching my balls gently. Its so big! he gasped. And hard, too! Yours will get bigger when youre older, I told him. As big as yours? Maybe even bigger. What do you do with it when its that big? Masturbate a lot? Well, when you get older, you do other. I wanted to call my thug lover the next day but held back. A few days later he called me. I was so happy to hear his voice. He asked me if we could meet this afternoon. He asked me if it was okay if he brought a friend. I paused and said okay but I was not promising anything for his friend. He said that was cool.Driving over that afternoon, I thought about my mom and how I knew she would be so hurt if she found out I was a slut. And if she knew I was having sex with some black guy I met up.