I watched a few minutes of that with her, then decided it was more than time for me to leave. I finished my beer, said goodnight, and got out of there...Even though I had talked to my wife earlier in the evening, when I got back to my apartment I gave her another call. For some reason, my conscience was bothering me, even though I hadn't done anything wrong. Well, other than watch a porn flick with a very sexy young girl. Nah, nothing to feel bad about, right? And no, I didn't share that. And tried to let our eyes adjust. Finally I reached out beside me and started moving forward and touched some guys head, said I was sorry and kept moving forward feeling my way along till I found an empty seat. Reaching over I discovered there was nobody in the seat next to it so I said "here" and we both sat down. The usher came back to us an said "you don't wanna sit back here" I asked why but he said "follow me" an turned his light on. So we got back up and started following the usher down. So as the years went past and i became 16.i would still fantasized about fucking her(no finesse with youngsters)i would always notice she would deliberately bend to talk to me(i reckon it was to show me her tits)some of you have aunties who do the same -----right)she got into that tactile mode,you know arms around you touching at the least thing.so looking back on it i should have seen the signs but hey who notices a mature woman when your that age???so time went by and i would regularly wank. But he didn't stop there. He forced her legs upwards, and pressed his shoulders beneath them. He started licking her anus, pushing the tongue against it firmly, as if he was going to penetrate her with it. She groaned. And he stopped all of a sudden.He came up and looked intensily at her. "I'm going to use you, I'm going to fuck you in every way I want." He said it without hesitation. And she nodded. "Good".He got up from her. "Stay there". She saw the bulge in his pants and was even more.