I figured there was some kind of slot for the quarters so I started to feel around and look for it. Then I heard this guy ask if I needed any help. I ...hispered yes and that this was my first time in a booth. He reached in front of me and found the quarter slot and dumped in a couple of quarters. The projector came on and there on the screen were two guys fucking. I was surprised as I had never seen two guys together and turned on at the same. The guy standing by me swooned and said "Oh ya fuck. The potion had not worn off. But that's why I was in Mike's room. I couldn't masturbate in front of him so it was a clever way of fighting the potion. All I had to do was kill time until the potion wore off. I needed to talk about anything but sex."So, how's school?" I asked. "Any hot dates lately?"Shit, I did it again. Why did everything I say revolve around sex? It was the potion. It was also how Mike looked. He was so cute hiding under the cover. I wished I was one of the coeds in his. I have always found pleasure in out-of-the-box adventures, both for my life as well as my sex drive. This one (though fictitious, is quite inspired from a parallel incident) happened to me about 2 years ago (when I was 23) and living in the suburbs of Mumbai. I was a freelance fashion photographer who earned handsomely from wannabe models who aspired for getting a fancy portfolio set for them. Though there were many genuine customers who never bargained for my services, there were many. She moved her fingers under my right boob feeling it all the way. She started supporting my right underboob with her fingers, taking up the heaviness of my right boob partly in her right hand. She even whispered to me "Big woman your massive heavy breasts must be giving a tough task to your blouse to hold on to it." Then she started stroking my left shoulder and arm with her left hand. For the rest of the class she was massaging and holding my right breast with her right hand and stroking and.