Turning the corner out of the entrance ramp to the theater, Amy could see he was right. It was almost completely deserted. There was just her guy sitt...ng in the back row. As she began to ascend the stairs to him he got up and met her at the end of the aisle. He took her hand in greeting but also leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. It was sweet and she blushed. But they both knew they weren't here to be sweet. He held her hand and led her back to where he had been sitting. He retook his seat and. "Mary?" he called as he retrieved his things and headed for his room. "When did you put the chicken in the oven?" About a half hour ago," Mary said through the open door to the bathroom. "We should have an hour before we have to start the potatoes and vegetables." That sounds about right," Ken said as he stopped at the open door to peer in on his way to his own room. "Are you alright, Mary?" he asked when he saw his thirteen year old sister kneeling over the toilet bowl." I will be," Mary said. It truly felt wonderful, but I needed something more. Pulling out, I rolled a surprised Mary over on her stomach and kicked her knees apart.I put the tip of my saliva-covered dick to her hot little nether hole and pushed it inside. She let out a gasp as I slid part way up in her. Fuck she was as tight and hot as ever. Mary rose up until she was on her knees, letting me make deeper thrusts. Ten minutes of plowing her shit chute got my balls churning and I filled her bowels. As I made my last,. It wasn't that unusual to have our games at my place now that the summer was here; a way to dodge the racket of spoiled-rotten rich kids using the club's pool and tennis courts."So..." So?" Mike Garnett chimed back with a smile, jiggling the ice in his Manhattan. I glanced at him, a very big man, sixty years old or so I thought, good looking though rough, bull-like in the neck; those forearms of his still hard as an oak banister. None of us knew for sure what he'd done in his working life,.