I said "You don't look all that surprised". She replied "To be honest the only surprise was when she married you. Haven't you ever suspected anything?...To be blunt Emma prefers pussy to prick". We talked about it for an hour or so and I realised the little and more obvious signs I'd ignored. Sitting in my shorts she noticed I was burning in the sun and fetched some cream rubbing it on to my back and legs. As she did my thighs, my prick started to stiffen. She could hardly miss it as it got. The previews had already started. The theater has stadium style seating and when we walked in, most of the people were sitting in the middle rows. I like to sit in the in the back row at the end seat, so I was kind of disappointed. My husband took my hand and said to follow him. My father in law, Husbands Cousin. my Son followed us. He led us up the steps to the top row by the wall. I didn't really want to sit with my Perverted father in law, up there, but husband said not to worry, we would. Once I could see, I moved through the crowd to a secluded table, a perfectspot to observe without being obvious. Sipping my wine, I watched,enjoying the interplay between the patrons and the sense of sexual innuendothat ran through the room. No one here seemed inhibited, their merepresence proof of sexual preference, different from the norm, but acceptedby their peers. As for me, the atmosphere calmed any apprehension so,without hesitation, I chose to join the game.... PART III--Contact and. He pushed and the head went right in, spreading my virgin bottom. I moan from the intensity, wanting to ask him to stop now, but it was to late; it entered me more and more until it was all the way in. I collapsed on the bed, hands holding my hips. He slowly started pumping his hips, his cock pulling out and pushing back in as my tight hole loosened more and more. It was hitting something inside me that made my cock leak a little at a time, finding out later to be my prostate or g-spot. I was.