When they did finally adjust, I saw two guys fucking on the screen. And as I looked around the theater, I saw a man on his knees giving a blowjob. Now...days, a scene like that would be commonplace, but back then, it was totally unheard of.I found a seat quickly near the guy that was giving head because I wanted to watch up close. He took his time sliding up and down his partners cock, pausing at the head for a second and then engulfing his rod down to the base. It was a real turn-on for me. We loved licking inside the others mouth and spit swapping (I had a piece of spearmint gum in my mouth that we were swapping back and forth.) I'd slap her ass every couple minutes she'd giggle/moan when I'd slap it. She'd yell HARDER BABY! so I'd slap harder next time, and she'd yell HARDER BABY! (She always ask for me to slap her harder. She loved her ass getting slapped to the point of bruising) After a couple minutes of kissing and ass slapping, she turned around and I slid my dick in. There was his wife, Claire, to whom he’d been married for twenty-six years and the love of his life. His daughters: Dana, who was twenty-five, Erin, who was twenty-three, and Samantha, who came unexpected a little later in life and was seventeen. There was also his grandson, Charlie, (Dana’s son) who had been born only six months earlier. Mike loved being a grandpa and he saw Charlie as the son he had so desperately wanted. Life was good and Mike was a picture perfect family man. There had to. "You know something Timmy, you are actually the best academic student I have ever had. I wonder if you could be the best at something else?" She smiled, and I smiled tentatively, liking the compliment, not understanding the rest. "I hope so," I said with a little naive grin. She reached out, touched my cheek with her soft hand and whispered, "So sweet." Then she boldly said, "Okay, little stud, tonight you start learning some really special projects." And she began to strip. It didn't take.