You hold my arm down your front and press against it so i can feel your warmth. I suddenly pull you and you follow as i walk through the doors of the ...inema. I buy 2 tickets and drag you into the theatre. It’s empty and we walk up to the back and take the 2 large corner seats and settle down in the darkness. You sit quietly, watching the movie, with my hand resting on your thigh and your hand on top. As the movie goes on, you slowly start pulling my hand up your leg as I stroke you, until it’s. It stopped her from looking around at Ricky again, and her husband couldn't see the smirk on her face.As soon as Helen's husband disappeared through the departure door, Helen turned to Rick and gently slapped his upper arm. "What do you think you were doing in the car?"Ricky laughed, "Just having a bit of fun, mom."Helen dragged Ricky to a licensed coffee shop. She got a glass of wine and Ricky an orange drink. Helen tried to stay away from the subject of Ricky's cock, but halfway through her. “Wank me!” I breathed and lifted her hand to my shaft. She began a rhythmic mechanical pumping.“Is that how you wanked your husband?” She was silent. I gripped her hair and twisted it. Not hard enough to really hurt but…….“I thought you understood, Betty. When I ask a question – you answer! Now – is that how you wanked your husband?”“Y….y….yes. I didn’t like doing it but when he wanted me too……I….like this……” Her voice was low. She hated discussing anything to do with sex. Too bad. I wanted to. Hook spoke up only moments after getting Tom's orders. "Sir, youneed to go in that room and make a phone call to this number."Tom looked at the piece of paper he was given. On it was written a sevendigit number, the area code of which was the same as Fort Riley. Withoutsaying another word, the Captain did as he was told.The phone number Tom called was picked up after three rings. "MajorHollins." Sir, my name is Thomas Slater, Captain United States Army. I was toldto call you." Yes Captain, it.