The parking lot had about 20 cars (maybe half full) but there were only two guys cruising the book and tapes when I paid my admission, so I headed rig...t for the theaters. They are not actually proper theaters, more like really large home theaters – large rooms with a big video screen in front and six or eight rows of black plastic couches facing the screen – no slanted floor or chairs with arms. Very informal...more like a media room in someone's basement.Anyway, the first one was showing a. I lay there shaking, mentally visualizing as well as feeling her arm reaching farther inside me. Then she reached the other two hands, three biceps gripped tightly by my anal ring and outer sphincter as the women joined hands into one great fist. A huge ridge ran up from my crotch, across my belly and started back down towards my crotch. My lust was so great that I kept hunching myself against the three arms, but not willfully. I was in too much of a sexual fog to do this consciously, it was. Mary heard them coming up the stairs, and hurriedly covered herself up with a sheet. Sue opened the bedroom door. “Hazel here has a problem.” “Hello Hazel, what is the matter?” “This is very embarrassing. I’ve done something very stupid. I overheard the girls talking about a special night out, and they talked me into going with them. I must have had too much to drink because I arrived home with a tattoo and my husband is going to be very annoyed about it when he sees it.” “Where is it? I can’t. Romi was now putting her finger between her thighs and massaging herself, I saw her face and it was red, and she was also sweating. She rubbed herself for a long time and now she was soaked in sweat, and suddenly she shouted “ Aaaaahhhhhh” and fell on the bed.Now she turned off her lights, and I can’t see anything , that is why I am going back to my room. My underwear is also wet with something sticky.Good Night diary. 26th August 2000Dear Diary,I got up early in the morning today, after last.