I thought I would never feel like this again. With all the time we spent together, John never pushed or pestered me for sex. I found myself wanting h...m more and more, but since I had not been with anyone but my husband for the last 14 years of my life, I was scared. Excited but scared. My sex life with my husband was like my life with him, boring and on his terms. He never kissed me, never fondled me, never cared about my pleasure. I was a cum deposit for him. We never made love, he fucked me. I froze in place. I wasn’t sure if he could see us. My pulse raced with the possibility we’d be caught outside.“Hello Mr. Johnson,” my mother smiled her reply. “I’ve got my son and daughters with me this afternoon,” she said.“I can see that,” he said. I couldn’t see him. I removed my fingers from their cunts quickly.My mom whispered that he thought she was a nudist. She asked if I minded if she greeted him. I told her that would be fine. I was shocked that he wasn’t upset to catch us outside.. She kissed Jason on the mouth, and she caught her breath from the effort her ass was making to accommodate me."Fuck him slow I want to enjoy this."Jason took his time, and Angela made sure that I couldn't cum. She was methodical, only working my dick as much as she needed to, to keep me hard. I lost track of time but I was in heaven. My cock inside my wife's gorgeous ass, and a beautiful seven and a half inch cock fucking me. I know Jason tried his best not to cum but in the end my ass won out. Couples seemed to arrive slowly. Our first time there, we did not know what to expect. It was around 10:30 when the stream of in-coming couples increased. So did the action. We watched two couples in the row in front of us start playing along with a couple beside us. Behind us, a woman was giving head to a guy on one side of her while giving a hand job to a guy on the other side. Neither men shje was entertaining were the man who walked in with her when she entered the theater. By 11:30, we.