We went into the theater and there were some guys hanging around the front room, waiting for women I assume. We paid and entered the theater. It was q...ite dark, but I could see there where maybe 15 guys there, most sitting, but maybe 5 black men standing against the wall jacking off. My wife was the only female in the theater. I could tell my wife was uneasy, so I took her by the hand and led her to the front of the theater. We sat down and immediately a bunch of guys took up seats in front of. ...no way....maybe your husband eats his own wad, but I don't...I can't..." he groaned, delirious from Beth riding his hard cock."C'mon, kiss me, you know you're curious," she hissed, cupping his chin in her strong hand."No....no...," he moaned, his barriers breaking down.Beth planted a kiss on his lips once, twice and by the third time Jack was so caught up in the feeling of fucking my wife's hot cunt that he went wild, frenching her madly, tasting his own cum, sucking it out of her mouth and. Now he was interested for although the woman described herself as fat, this didn’t bother him and the important contribution was that she was in his suburb. He replied. “Hello ‘fat and bouncy’ your message sounds very ideal, you say you live in the same suburb as I do, now do you know ‘The Willow’ coffee shop it is in Bents Street, if you are available and a time was made would you be interested in meeting up’, he signed off.Elga didn’t observe the message till the next morning, she opened it. ’ She was happy to hear him laugh even if it was just a small one, it made her relaxed a little, but only a little. ‘So we’re cool? You’re still my best friend?’ ‘Yeah, still your best friend but only if you stop telling everyone I am your gay best friend.’ She started to giggle, ‘Hey, that’s not what I tell them. I call you my ‘gay best friend who happens to be straight’. ‘ Blake let a low chuckle and she knew he was rolling his eyes at her,’ Yeah, that’s not much better.’ Sam was happy they.