My mind told me "this is it, there you go", and the saying was right, I had no escape, so I did what I came to do, and I decided to suck it with all m... might.I started jerking the shaft, touching the dick with my fingertips, it was hard, the tip was soft and warm, inviting, clean but with that faint smell, that intoxicating male dick scent. I started licking the tip, the tasty salty precum coming out drop by drop. I sometimes used to taste my own from time to time which exited me, the. .wahan jate hi maine kaha mera Ghinrh (land) dekogi..?usne kaha agar kisi ko pata chal gaya to? maine kaha k jaise hum wo dusri batain raaz rakhainge usi tarh ye b raaz rahega..or hum ye sirf akele mai karainge…os ne kaha hmmmmmm tik hai muje apna ghinrh (land) dikao.. maine kaha ja k maheen ko dek k ao? wo gai or wapas a k boli k wo so gai hai..ai maria k nazdeek gaya or us koaram se seene se lagaya..or ahista ahista zor dene laga..or apnay land ko us ki choot pe press karne laga boobs ko. By this time (early 70's) the movies were showing a lot more graphic sex movies, "the Devil in MIss Jones" "Deep Throat" etc. I got married but continued secretly going to the theater every week. By the time a couple years went by there were men now openly masturbating those who would sit next to them but I was too shy for that so I just watched and took care of myself. By now I had divorced and remarried and still going to the theater when I discovered the Paris theater on Summer Ave. There I. Much as I expected, the phone remained unmoved into the night, and I knew I had her.It was past 8:00 pm when I pulled into her circular driveway, and I almost lost my nerve right then. "Oh shit, look at the size of this fucking place" I cursed as I came to a stop in front of the sprawling estate. "Who in the fuck are these people?"I saw the Navigator in the driveway though and a cold sweat started crawling all over my skin as I pulled in behind it. The fucking car was expensive enough all by.