I picked it up and examined it. I bent it a little and peaked underneath the grey cover. It was a copy of Playgirl Magazine. I was ecstatic. A subscri...tion to Playgirl Magazine meant that she liked at least looking at young men in all their glory. This was my angle and I had a plan.I went back to my room to get a copy of my "60 Plus MILFs" magazine. I put it on my desk hiding it under a copy of a car magazine, but had it stick out just enough so that you could tell this was some kind of porn. She noticed it had been a long time now since she had last had a proper fuck and that she had to do something against that soon. Maybe one of the mechanics at the shop she brought her bike to for maintenance, they sure looked like they could fuck a chick silly if she needed it. Maybe she would even hit up one of the long lost friends from college, her naked body would likely be enough to reestablish contact for a while until she got bored again.Suspension and loose ground made the bike shift a. She didnt comprehend the situation she was in until he led her into the open theatre. She was the only woman in the room full of men sitting in the old discarded love seats and couches. Most of them had their pants undone, masturbating as they watched her being led in. She quickly found herself sitting by him on a love seat, nervously watching a movie where a woman was being gang banged. Kara became very uncomfortable when the man put his arm around her with one arm and then started. ‘I’m not sure I can do it again so soon,’ I said. ‘Let’s find out,’ she whispered impishly. Squeezing and gently pulling on my cock, she proved my thoughts of sexual inadequacy were ill deserved. As I gradually returned to life, she moved down to take my penis in her mouth. Soft lips slipped around my cock and her tongue swirled the tip. She continued to stroke me with her hand while kissing and sucking me. I tried to reach her breast to give her pleasure as well. She pushed my hand gently away.