Even at a distance I could see they were attractive. They turned to head down the opposite parallel path, while I decided to duck into the men's room ...efore settling in. I was disappointed not to see these ladies up close.Leaving the washroom, I spotted them (lo and behold) about to enter the theater directly opposite mine. I saw their faces as they spoke to one another; they had glowing-fresh looks and soft curves. Feeling confident from my luck, I stepped behind them before they could vanish. "You walk over to me as I sit there trying to regain my breath and lean down and start licking up the flood of juices all over me and the recliner."Mmm, you taste great first thing in the morning baby."You take your time licking the outside of my pussy and working your way inside to my dripping hole. You work your tongue in and out starting slow. You know that teases me to no end. All too soon I'm trying to grab your head and smother you within my pussy."Oh no baby, you touch and I'll stop."All. ”“I felt, like my mom said, more uninhibited.. Less nervous, more relaxed.. I felt like I was SUPPOSED to be enjoying myself, that my mom was truly doing this for my enjoyment, and that she wanted me to feel good and that I was free to say things that I wanted to say.. In a weird way it was a real bonding moment for us. Most teenage boys never want to talk to their mothers, let alone open up. But I felt completely open with her.. I mean if she wasn’t judging me for any of this then I could. I spread my thighs as he whispered in my ear that I was a very nasty girl.His thick fingers entered my wet cunt and teased my clit, as I closed my eyes and moaned onto his neck. The bastard was stroking and stroking me. I then held my breath as I felt his fingers plunging inside of me…I hissed quietly and licked his ear, as he opened his fly, freeing his tremendous thick black cock. He stroked it as he groaned softly.I looked at the taxi driver; but the man pretended he was not noticing.