Just trust me, she replied. Okay. We got our tickets and snacks and went to our screen that had our movie playing. It was one that I knew I probably w...ouldnt like but I didnt say anything as to not upset my wife. I let her pick our seat and she led us all the way to the back of the theater. She picked the darkest spot possible in the corner. After we sat down I quickly noticed that there was only two other people in there and they were sitting all the way up front. Just then, Angel leaned over. " Sorry." I thought, what is your fucking problem? Mark was pissing me off. My red hair would have stood on end if it wasn't so curly."Here's Robert now." Mark introduced us. Robert began to irritate me right from the beginning. He had this nasal high-pitched voice that reminded me of fingernails scraping on a chalk board. Mark and I confirmed that we would rendezvous back at the apartment about midnight. He left for work and I reluctantly left with Robert.Robert informed me he worked as a. “Now that you are a young lady, you need to be careful how you behave around grown men. If you keep flirting, they may start getting all sorts of ideas in their head,” I warned Sara as she sat beside me.“Oh Mr Smith, what type of ideas?” she giggled.“Well, for one thing they may want to do this,” I said as I leaned in and kissed her full on the lips.I thought she would pull away, but Sara just opened her mouth and started kissing me back. I felt her push her tongue against my lips. Almost. She knelt there, her hands behind her head as she had been trained, while Sir fondled the little cage that encased her sissy clit. It left her smooth sack free, and his warm hand cradled her little balls, squeezing them more and more firmly with each grasp. She flinched, and he squeezed them hard enough to make her bend over in pain. With that he slapped her hard across the face. “Bad form, you little bitch!” he said angrily. “Let’s try that again.” And he went back to gently squeezing her.