As I continued watching, he lifted his raincoat up with his free hand and I could see he had his cock out and was busy jacking off. New to a porn thea...er, I was fascinated and extremely horny watching the man masturbate, cumming on the floor in front of him.As I sat back to watch the movie, a man entered the row I was sitting in and sat a seat from me. I didn't really pay No attention to him until I felt a hand on my thigh. I almost jumped up as I wasn't expecting it. He continued rubbing my. Finally, she told her friends, "You guys go ahead. I'm going to stay with Laura. I can catch a ride home with her."Laura blushed. The other two girls looked meaningfully at her and Chanitra. Chanitra rubbed her breast against Laura's arm again, an unmistakably intimate gesture that made Laura's pulse pound.Chanitra's friends moved on reluctantly, with curious glances back at Laura. Laura took the girl behind a tall counter."What are you doing?" she said. "Aren't you afraid they'll get the wrong. She trembled in his grasp, knowing that the glow had to do with more than just a reflection.She feared him greatly, feared what he was doing to her, what he was turning her into. All she wanted was to be loved and cared for. She wanted someone who would cherish her and treat her with respect and dignity, listen to her needs and wants, and provide the emotional support that she craved. But he had changed her, turned her into a... a... slut; HIS slut. At least that's how she felt at the moment as. When everyone was situated, she called for quiet and began speaking."When your father was alive, we seldom spoke of our ancestors and I find it quite curious that as far as I know, none of you have ever asked about your grandparents. Your grandparents were gone before Dayton and I were married. In fact, your father was fourteen when he took over running Sweethome Ranch. Our parents died during a smallpox epidemic." She stood and walked to an easel covered with one of her tablecloths I.