He does her arms, her shoulders her neck, oily caresses down her sides, her legs, her belly, her thighs but with great effort of will he does not yet ...ouch her breasts or heaven's gate. Finally, she grabs his hand and places it on her breast, saying, as she does, "Stop teasing you mean old man." He smiles and happily massages her breasts slick with their balm. "Oh yes darling," there's a shudder in her voice, "Suck them, oh please suck them now!" He happily obliges, loving the smell of her skin. Inside we bought snacks and found seats. She led me to the back corner and I wondered how we would see the movie. We spent a few minutes sorting out the snacks and then the lights dimmed and I stared at the movie screen.In the dark Karen took my right hand and wrapped it around her shoulder and leaned against me. I was thinking how sweet that was when she took that hand and pressed my palm against her right breast. After all we had done that still surprised me to do that in a movie. I gave. Little by little, my fingertips trailed higher until I was caressing my left breast and pinching my hard and sensitive nipple. The more I pinched and pulled the harder and more erratic my breathing became. Juices were flowing steadily from my pussy. I was lost in my own world, forgetting where I was as I alternated teasing each of my nipples. I was squeezing my thighs together the more turned on I was becoming and hadn’t realised that my top was riding higher as I continued to work my breasts. .I ran in the den and asked what was wrong...playing it dumb. She said the damn cooler leaked all over my long pants and shirt. I said well didn't you bring other cloths , she said yeah but just a short denim skirt and a white wife beater. I said well, wear that , she said my bra is wet too, I returned with " don't wear one". We headed out to the truck with her in a tight white sleevless t shirt and a denim skirt that came down about three inches below her ass cheeks.She also had on her.