"I think you'll get a good preview in here," he said and hustled her off toward the entrance.As they walked in, the lights were dim, the feature had a...ready started, and Cindy noticed there were about a dozen men scattered throughout the small theater. Some of them appeared to be pulling on their dicks, but she couldn't see too clearly in the dim glow from the screen. Brad looked around, moving slowly through the aisle, finally selecting seats in the first row, near the middle. Cindy looked up. You masturbate until it comes out, and it feels good.”“Oh.”“Yep.” We were silent for a little while, Charlie awkwardly shuffling from side to side, me panting lightly with cum still puddled on top of me. “Can I try?” Charlie questioned suddenly, taking me by surprise.“What do you mean?”“Can I try masturbating? You can teach me!” “Ummm… I don’t know…”“Please?” His eyes widened, and he looked like an innocent little puppy. A flame burst to life in the pit of my stomach, and my. When she got to the entrance way of what she believed was the mirror image of the corridor she'd seen Red, she ventured down it. She was right; it was identical to the other corridor. Pepper hadn't gone more than four steps when she came to an intersection. There were no pills to the right or left, but there was something odd about the path to the right.The left was like every other turn she'd come upon; she could see down it and the taupe wall at its end. To the right, however, there was no. One part of her wanted to just say no and bolt out the classroom door and head to the safety of her home. The other voice in her head kept telling her, "Let him play with your pussy a little bit. No one will ever know and he certainly isn't going to tell anyone.The fingers inside her vaginal slit made Wanda shudder at her rapid fall into depravity. All she knew was that she did not want to refuse Mr. Johnson's ministrations and hoped he would be more aggressive in his explorations of her.