As arranged, I’d called round to see my friend, Jack. We were going to celebrate my nineteenth birthday by getting horribly drunk together, eating p...zza, and watching porn.Instead, I was surprised when his mum had answered the door, looking absolutely stunning in a dress that had my jaw dropping. I could see every inch of her bare legs all the way from her low-heeled sandals, up to—well, somewhere that wasn’t leaving much to the imagination.I found that my imagination was, however, trying very. The main one I like is inside a cinema, there is something just so hot in the idea of having sex in the dim darkness of a porn movie theater (even if in the scenes it's always well ligthed for obvious reasons), I never went into one so for me it's an imaginary and exciting place where I feel I would struggle to keep my dick in my pants. The ideal scenario is someone bringing his girl to see a porn movie, and then, as she notices other men stroking to the show on screen, things get out of hand.. Actually, it was a red quilt. The kind with lace around the edges. One of those cozy items you would only find in a woman's house. "Good morning", Carmen said, as she poked her head from the kitchen. "That's one of my things that the asshole didn't take, I thought it would keep you warm". "That's so kind, I'm glad he left it. Its very thoughtful", I bubbled, not sure I was really expressing what I felt.The warmth of the blanket and the smell of breakfast made me feel closer to Carmen. She. I swam over to them and when I got there it was like nothing had happened they were holding a conversation about how long the park had been a state park. I figured I was being overly jealous. After a few minutes Jen asked me to wash out her thermos in the bathroom and I obliged when I got back Rick had gone I asked her and she said he went back to the campsite and was tired. I swam for a bit more and began to feel like I wanted to sit in the sun for a while. Jen told me she was getting burnt.