We sat down at the back on an empty row, there were only around 20 people in the cinema, and as the lights went down a man moved down our row and sat ...ext to my wife. I recognised him as the man at the counter. He asked if it was OK to sit there as it wouldn't be as far to walk to collect his popcorn later. About 10 minutes into the film my wife tapped my arm and whispered "look". The man's hand was resting on her shoulder and his fingers were stroking her neck. He was staring at the screen as. “you want water”, she said, “wait a second I’ll give you some water.”And she spread-ed her thighs on each side of my head. I could see her vagina. I was all shaved and wet. It was swollen around the lips because of the licking and it was reddish and wet. She was drowning with sweat. A drop or two from the lips of her swollen pussy had dropped into my mouth. So I tried to push her around but she garbed my hand and suppress it beneath her knee. My mother grabbed my other hand.My sister was. With slow steady effort he turned me until I was fully faced away from him. He started in the middle of my back and worked himself down between my cheeks. I almost blew when I felt him insert his tongue deep into my asshols. I believe I was on the verge. Ater about two or three minutes I could feel him working his way up my back. He was nibbling my ear, I felt his stomach against my back while he wanked me with slow smooth strokes. I felt on the verge of explosion. Then just before, I felt him. It was a fairly big city, and she had no trouble getting a job.One day, a couple months after her 19th birthday, she was riding the subway back to her apartment. The train was crowded from rush hour, so she was pushed against the window. She looked at the city as they went, when someone pressed up against her from behind. She tried to ignore, but the person reached around her and began fondling her right tit. She froze, and wondered what the hell they were thinking. She knew she should have.