I went to the mirror and looked at myself. here I was at 49. A bit fat, ripe and a fresh handsome man, my son was sold out on me. I felt proud looking... at my image in the mirror.I said to myself, “Rajani…you still have that charm….have that appeal….have that body…. what you had twenty years back. you have wooed your own son with your feminity…you can have your son anytime….” It was 8.30 and he was to come back in half an hour. I had to get ready….. I did a light make-up and took out the saree my. She was surprised to see a sign saying that ladies got in free as he led her by the hand into the darkness of the cinema. She couldn't really make out the surroundings, but on the screen was a close up view of a massively magnified cock plunging into a girl's anus accompanied by her very fake moaning and groaning. The camera pulled back to show her sucking on another cock.Riley was aware of the smell of male sex hanging over the room, and as he led her to their seats, had a vague sense of other. The young darlingbetween his legs was one of the most attractive females they'd bought and shewas sucking him regardless of his hairy belly and double chin. In some wayshe'd have liked to have turned them on more. He knew Stella was a sadist butBrutus thought of himself as just a horny old devil. He was merely playingthe hand he'd been dealt to his best advantage. Well, maybe that was a bitof a lie. Power had corrupted him. But he still thought he had a soft centre.At heart. Deep down. And then. So disappointing my fans and admirers I pulled my shorts back up and made my way towards the exit. My shirt was still unbuttoned so my breasts were still getting a workout with all the groping going on. It seemed these guys didn't mind that my tits were still covered in so much spunk that my shirt was soaked and sticking to me. I finally got to the door and made my way back to my seat the whole time looking around for security afraid word had gotten out about my little adventure in the men's.