Scott dated girls and I did as well but I really wanted Scott. I used to jack off while fucking myself in the ass with a hairbrush handle or my finger.... I loved the way it felt and pretended it was Scott fucking me. Scott lived with his grandfather Vern because his mother had died when he was younger and he never knew his father. Vern was 69, muscular with a barrelled chest full of gray hair. He was always dark tanned because he too was a swimmer and always worked in the yard without a shirt.. The first spurt landed on my face and then I pointed his cock to my tits and continued to stroke it. He was shooting so much cum I could not believe it and it was running down my breasts and to my belly. When he finally finished, I took my fingers and wiped his cum from my face and licked it off my fingers and he was spent, still recovering from his orgasm, his still erect but dwindling manhood twitching involuntarily. I could smell the distinct musky odour of his cum. I have never seen so. One of the couples was in their 20s, another in their 50s and the other where the woman was in her 40s and the guy in his 20s. There was a lot of men in the theatre, maybe six or seven from 20s to 60s. There was also one single woman in her 30s. Selene was wide eyed. Without doubt she was the youngest in the room. We took a seat in the first row. It was difficult not to ignore the amount of masturbation going on in the room. The couple in their 20s had their clothes half off and she was. There were hundreds of clients, therefore, hundreds of victims and hundreds of suspects. Interestingly, I never was considered as a suspect. When all of this had happened, well, shortly after Darrin had burned up, I was in Hawaii for a seminar that whole week. Hundreds of people saw me give my presentation. Won a fucking award for it, too.The upshot of those two unexpected and happy endings was that my wife was suddenly the front, and only, runner for Momma's inheritance money. I thought she.