(sorry forgot to mention im kinda a goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat...and being a country boy. i hate the city and everything to do with it. anyways ba k to the story… ya so courtney is this hot piece of chubb ass that is to die for, but she is so conservative about showing ANYTHING, npw i understand that its winter and uts like 30 degrees ou right now, but seriously during the summer its like 75 and she still. Without hesitation I leaned down and but his head into my mouth he came and kept stroking and sucking I took his whole load in my mouth and then spit it in the floor stood up and walked out of the theater back to the booths. I sat down in the booth and was looking into the other booths next to me hoping someone would come in. I heard someone come into the booth next to me so I got down in the floor and looked into the other booth thru the hole the guy changed the channels and dropped his. I just laughed and said you wouldnt have to with me and was shocked when she said well come on then prove it, I stood up and we walked to a spare bedroom closed the door and started to kiss i undone her top and her bra and these nice t***ts stood firm with nipple hard ni&&&les i felt my c%%k go hard and she reached down to touch it she gasped as she felt the size and said she had never had one that thick I just said well it's your lucky night. As I felt her panties I could feel how wet she was. “Good.” K’s fingertips drifted down his sides pulling his shirt out of his pants. Eyes locking with Christie, she spoke firmly to her. “Unbuckle his pants. I want you to feel his cock.” The warmth of K’s hands on his bare skin was incredible. She was dragging her nails along the ridges of his abs to the edges of his pecs. “Your body feels amazing, Michael.” K captured his earlobe between her teeth and tweaked his nipple with her nail. His name on her lips left him breathless. “Ahh.” Michael.