Wasn't he? I couldn't tell from the look on his face. He looked like he might be distracted. Was I just thinking too much?I needed to get a little per...pective here. Despite all the supposedly fabulous men I had dated, I had never really had a boyfriend.Shocking, isn't it?What was the value in having a boyfriend? I could get a quality date whenever I wanted, to do whatever I wanted, wherever I wanted. I could have as little or as much sex as I wanted, and whatever kind I wanted. I could have. I controlled myself and was sit ting quietly and watching the movie. The ending scene of the movie where the hero and heroine both start kissing each other and then they both start loving each other, my pants started getting wet which then without wasting any time the theatre I ran away to toilet and saw my pant was filled with some sticky liquid. I was in fear and started worrying that some disease is attacked me and need to consult a doctor. I left the theatre and went to home and slept. Her fingers gripped my ass, holding my heat to her lips. She held onto me as I exploded, my juices flowing into her. When I finished, I sat back, sweaty and shaking, as she released her mouth's hold on my folds. She rubbed her fingers against my clit as she crawled up and kissed me all over my face, my neck, my shoulders. All I could do was lay back and take it. Take her.Her fingers then found their way into my pussy. I gasped as slid her delicate fingers in between my folds, tickling the walls. Andersen I wanted to try one more thing. I told her I expected Jill to be present again.AS we entered her bedroom the scenario played out like it had before.Jill sucked me as Mrs. Andersen watched. I licked Mrs. Andersen and then Jill did. I told Mrs. Andersen to watch as I fucked Jill. I rolled her on her stomach and entered from behind like before. I stopped after a couple of minutes I pulled out. Jill was curious and Mrs. Andersen was watching as I slid my finger in Jill's ass."Oh no you're.