I felt greasy and there was a little ache, like a tiny cramp, but it didn't hurt, it felt sort of good. And somewhere else, where the butterflies were... it was like I was getting little shocks sometimes, just once in awhile, but enough to make me gasp softly into Paul's mouth.As the movie ended, Paul slowly let me go. I didn't want him to, and part of me just wished we could have stayed in that movie theater forever. We sat there in the dark, watching the credits and catching our breath as. We were still laughing and toying with our desserts when we noticed our waitress starting to hover, and ask repeatedly if there was anything else she could get us. We finally realized that they were hoping to reuse the table for late diners, so got up with apologies to the waitress."Hey," Tom said, "why don't you two come on up front and see how much bigger our bedroom is."Marsha and I quickly agreed. I, for one, was in favor of anything that would keep us together for a while longer. They led. I recognized a few masks here and there, and saw the first man that I had danced with. I made my way over to him, since I knew he would know my husband, and would look out for me. He smiled at me, asked me if I was enjoying the parade, and I told him I loved it! We stayed together to watch the next group of dancers move up, beautiful women in very revealing costumes, moving their bodies in such sensual dances. I was enthralled and moved with them to the beat. The group was a particularly. You could hear the sound of his wet hand stroking my hard cock as I told him to stop again. "Okay.." he said as he let go of my cock. Just as I was about to zip back up he pulled the blanket off of my lap and revealed my cock as he leaned in and had my cock in his mouth, his head going up and down on my crotch. I sat back hands grabbing him as he went crazy, sucking and gagging on my cock. It was too much and I almost lost it. His throat pressing against the head of my cock as I closed my eyes..