Sold out. After a brief collaboration we decided to wait for the next showing. We bought our tickets and walked up 3rd Street and back again. We found...an empty bench and sat. All the time we were together, we never stopped talking. Our past, our dreams, entertainment, sports, politics, you name it. It was romantic as hell and I loved it.Sitting on the steel bench, the wet, chilly ocean air began to make its move through the Promenade. Sunya and I began to close the gap between us and soon found. She moaned once I started the rubdown and letting out a big sigh of relief. I began kissing her right foot. I began licking her sole and heel and she giggled. She was very ticklish. While I was busy with her her left foot began massaging my cock. I was starting to feel the tightness in my pants. She kept on going until it was hard and tight. Her magic feet did the job once again and I quickly took off my pants. My cock was thick and hard and ready to go. . I knew that he expected the same from me and despite my abject displeasure at the degradation; I smiled and encouraged him to do more of the same.My attitude so inspired him to unusual excesses that I was soon begging for some respite like a slut from the street.It was some time later in the marriage, after the children were safely off to boarding school that he surprised me with introducing two of the footmen to our private bedroom for some polyamorous humping in the canopied bed. It was even. The played with me, stroking me up and down and holding my balls in hands as well. It took only an instant for me to get hard and ready for him. As he pumped a tiny pearl of precum gathered on my dick head, which he rubbed into my skin, licking his fingers after each rub. He continued to massage me for a while, his hands never leaving my dick or balls. I don't know if I could've gotten any harder at that moment, but it sure felt like I was.Then he did something I never expected!He reached into.