We're going on 3 months of constant, nightly attention to her private parts to the point of her being soaking wet before I even start abusing her each... night. She is now masturbating herself every night, and sometimes waking herself up when she cums. I get impatient waiting for her to start, so I'll get her hands where they need to be, and start twisting and pinching her nipples. Before too long she is pumping her fingers in and out of herself on her way to yet another orgasm. Somewhere along. I opened her hair bun and my hands reached her pussy over the pants and her hands to reach my dick over my pants. We wanted each other badly but as there were hardly any1 in the theatre we continued kissing each other till the movie ended.Once the movie got completed we had a quick bite and headed towards a hotel which was famous for giving rooms to young couples on an hourly basis. We booked and got into the room. We were like hungry tigers and jumped on each other. We kissed each other as if. I returned with her cigarettes as the rain picked up and as I handed them to her she said "not menthol dummy, did I say menthol?" "oh no I guess not Kim, I'm sorry" I replied looking at my wife for some support from her daughters harsh tone with me but none was comming as I took the pack back and headed back into the store. Returning with the correct pack this time I was let back into the car as Sara said "your all wet Tim, make sure you dry the seat when we get home, I don't want any stains on. She was shocked because this was her favourite singer. She knew all of her songs and practised where she knew there was nobody home or in private in a low voice. Her voice was good and possibly could go professional if she tried a great deal more to develop the talent.When she finished the song everybody clapped very hard including my ladies and myself. Before she got cold feet I said, "Touch Me in the Morning. One, two, three."Sandra, Megan and I started right out playing strong to force.