" and like a stupid teenager, I responded "Yeah so are you." "So you were looking at me?" she questioned. "Well fuck yeah I was you're the sexiest gir... I've seen in a while." I said forgetting I have a girlfriend. Just then Ally came up and saw me talking to her behind the dugout. "Sam, who the fuck is this?" I forgot how sexy Ally was, she was wearing tight spandex shorts, Nike free runs with high white baseball socks with blue stripes at the top (our school colors) and a tight, sleeveless,. She said, "What the hell, why not!" But she had conditions: She agreed to make out with me in the theater, but NO exposure and absolutely NO men were to touch her. I agreed. We went into the theater and there were some guys hanging around the front room, waiting for women I assume. We paid and entered the theater. It was quite dark, but I could see there where maybe 15 guys there, most sitting, but maybe 5 black men standing against the wall. They were all jacking off. I could tell my wife. Matt couldn't take it any more he grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall tiles and gave her another one of his passionate kisses, Laressa arched off the cool wall causing her breast to be cushioned against his bare, muscular chest. He looked up at her, and then worked his way from her lips down to her neck and he kissed down it and worked his way to her now fully erect nipples and first sucked on her left one while he played with the other one. He let his tongue drag across it then he. She tried lifting her torso to gain her knees, but the weight of the person sitting on her back was too much. She felt one of her ankles being grabbed and pulled back toward her ass where a length of cloth was wrapped around it. Her second ankle met the same fate before she felt both ankles being pulled closer to her ass. “Okay,” she heard Joey instruct, “take this end and drop it between her ankles, pulling it under the slack, good, now take this end, tuck it under her wrists, now tie the two.