Debra could feel this was more intense but didn’t count the spanks. When the number must have been up Karen again rubbed Debra’s bottom, squeezing...her bottom cheeks. Debra found those squeezes even more relaxing than rubbing. “I won’t be warning you of the number of spanks now, Debra. Just relax and let it happen. If you do want me to stop say the word, ‘red,’ and I will stop. That will be the end of the session though so only say it if you need me to stop altogether. Understood?” “Ok,” Debra. I think we could all split a popcorn, dont you think? explains Christine. Yea that will be good Ashley adds, Sounds good to me says Mike. Ok then. Can we have one large popcorn please? Chris tells the theater worker. He hands Chris the popcorn and they all walk into the screening. Where do you want to sit? asks Mike. Lets go sit in the back corner says Ashley while laughing with Christine. They rush up there and sit in the corner, leaving space in between them so Chris can sit next to Christine. Mickey then got on top of me, and slid into me like a hand into a glove. He pistoned in and out, and after three orgasms from me, he filled me with his seed. After he pulled out, I slid down and took his dick in my mouth. The taste wasn't unpleasant, even though it was the result of our mutual orgasms. I took his length easily, after John's foot-long, burying my nose in his pubic hair. I sucked, and bobbed my head up and down; soon, he said, "Joanie, I'm going to cum soon." I nodded, and kept. A second finger followed, then a third, and Mick could hear the slurping sound as they thrust in and out of her juicy hole. Miss Ford was humping her crotch forward, meeting Mr Johnson’s thrusts with ones of her own. She was letting out little squeals of delight, “Oh yes, that feels so good…deeper, darling, deeper…oh shit, yes…I think I’m going to cum…don’t stop…oh yes”. Suddenly her voice rose to a crescendo, as she came with a shudder, almost knocking Mr Johnson over as she thrust against.