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 contin...ed 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. I guess, though, that she took that kissing as a sign I wanted to be her boyfriend. It’s all so strange to me. One of my friends suggested that maybe she was religious, and that’s the problem, but I don’t know and I really don’t want to discuss it with her at this point.”“Do you drink, Steve?” she asked with trepidation in her voice.“Only really small amounts. I made the mistake of getting drunk one time to try to forget my problems and it didn’t help. I woke up with the same problems and a. In a lower whisper she continued, “Thank you so very much, Brian. I’ve had such a good time. You are such a special man. Thank you, thank you, Thank you, I’ve actually had an unforgettable time. You are just so special, but you haven’t climaxed, baby?” she added concernedly. She reached down and slid my throbbing boner up her juicy wet pussy. Then she rode me like a freight train racing to nowhere. It wasn’t long. We both just clenched each other panting as we sped into orgasmic bliss. “There. He worked his way down my neck and chest and commenced pulling at the strings that held my bustier together. He worked assiduously on the cord, feeding it through the ties, adoring and fondling my body as he did so.“I was in a trance as he unclasped the last restraint. Time seemed to stop again as the material slowly uncovered, revealing my curved breasts and nipples. My heart was thumping in my newly bared chest, knowing he was only the second man ever to lay eyes on them, and he gave me a.