The outfit spectacularly showed-off her B-cup breasts. What she was wearing left nothing to the imagination. Seeing that on her didn’t send me into ...hock, it got me thinking about a Saturday night 24 years earlier.It was 1986 and I just turned16-years-old. I was the average high school k**. Played football. Got good grades. Around that time I also started jerking-off a lot. It was my only sexual outlet, I was still a virgin. It didn’t help matters that I had three older sisters and a hot mom.. I said it is probably a theater with guys with hard dicks watch porn. She looked at me with a wicked smile and said lets go see. We went up to the counter and asked how much for the theater. The guy said $20 for a couple. So we gave him a 20, he said I will buzz you in.As we went in my wife grad my arm with both her arms and leaned in close. As our eye adjusted to the dark we moved in and sat in a row about three from the back. I sat on the aisle seat and she sat next to me with an empty. My eyes clamped shut and my lips closed tight as I concentrated on taking Otis's man-meat in me. It was a Herculean task, but I managed to stretch my nether lips enough to take the head of his massive hard-on and then I tried to sink down on him, but I stopped about half way down. I could feel him so deep inside me that it felt like it was pushing against my diaphragm. Apparent Otis was becoming frustrated with my slow and timid efforts because he scooted to the edge of the bed and gripping me. One was large like the Earth’s moon and the other smaller, but both shining in the night sky. I said to b**st, “I am really getting tired, b**st. We have to figure something out because I don’t think you’re coming out soon. I would like you to try something for me. Can you hold me tight with you front legs and sit back?” He did exactly that and I tried to provide a little support with my legs and knees. “Beautiful. You’re so strong. Okay, now still holding me tight to you, can you roll onto.