He had to put his hand on my arm to settle me down a bit but I was determined to make him cum – right there in the theater. I didn’t want to be th... only one with wet pants! I pulled my hand away, which made him look around as if he thought I saw someone looking at us. That gave me just enough time to lick my hand and get it good and wet and warm. I wrapped my hand around him again and gently stroked downward and could feel him throb. I cuddled up closer to try to be more discrete. He was. " Sure, Harold ... would you like a bowl of soup first?" What is it?" Chicken Royale." Sounds good." What about you, Lisa?" I'll have the Lasagna with a glass of red wine, no soup." Coming right up." Mandy's right: you don't come here that often. What's the occasion?" Word has descended from on high ... Judge Thatcher has finished studying the question; she will render her verdict next Monday morning. We are expected at the courthouse at ten." Oh." They spent the rest of the meal discussing. I laid on my bed as he stood beside it, fucking my mouth. He pulled me down till my head dangled off of it and placed his dick in my mouth. He proceeded to fuck my face upside down, deeper and deeper until his balls where slapping against my face. I choked and gagged as he shoved his fuck tool down my throat. It was like something out of a porn movie and I loved it. Then he pulled me up as he laid down on the bed with his massive erection pointing up. He forced my head down on it, pulling it up. ’ She looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights. Ray shook his head and clicked his tongue. ‘Sorry, I meant Vicky.’ She wasn’t going to tell him it was none of his business, she needed the ride. ‘Why are you running away Ray?’ She looked at him pointedly. He glanced at her in a lazy way and slowly smiled. ‘Fair enough.’ He said. ‘I tell you, you tell me. I’m not running away so much as chasing someone.’ ‘Are you one of them bonds-men?’ He laughed and she smiled at him. ‘No. Nothing.