.I wasn't much older than most of them. I had just celebrated my nineteenth birthday. Frank, on the other hand, at 49, was old enough to be their fath...rs. Anyway, by the end of the first feature Frank and I were so horny that we had to force ourselves to leave each other alone; the lights dimmed and the second movie started. Oh, we cuddled and kissed, but the sex had to wait until after intermission was over, just as the young folk sitting below us did, at least those that went beyond the heavy. There was no answer. We went to the side of the bed and I gently shook Claire. She didn’t stir. She was laying naked on the bed and Connie was staring at her body.“Strip off,” I told her. She looked at me and I explained that if I lay next to Claire, Connie could reach round me and finger her as much as she liked and if Claire did wake she would see would see only me and in her drunken state she’d never know it was her friend who was playing with her.I lay next to Claire and Connie lay. Just as things are heating up, I walk to you and simply say, “Let’s go,” I open the passenger door of my car and you climb inside. I lean across you and fasten your seatbelt before taking your hands and placing your palms high on the inside of your thighs at the top of your stockings..It seems like it takes far too long to finally arrive at the room that I’ve prepared for us but we finally do arrive. As soon as we enter the room, the fun finally begins. I have you remove your blouse and your. . . the finger is more and more focused on my special place. My hips are moving unmistakably. I don't care what others see. This isn't about dignity. It's about pleasure. And I want that. The finger is steady now. Rubbing and pushing. Almost as good as I would do. And my senses are on fire as the kissing and touching continue. I thrust my hips as if meeting an invisible lover, pushing my excited pussy against their finger. The signs are unavoidable as I feel myself build to the edge of a.