Things had seemed so innocent and fresh then.A man sitting across the aisle was staring at my legs and when I saw what he was doing, I felt my skin go... prickly hot. Now I was old enough to know the difference between right and wrong. How would I be able to face either boy without embarrassment? The realization that Jason would be almost nineteen made my stomach flutter. Maybe he would want to kiss me or... something worse. When the memory of what Frank had done to me came flooding back, I put my. {SWISH-Crack!} I paused again, somehow my vision was getting blurred. Sharon was looking at me slightly concerned. I wiped my eyes and repositioned myself.{SWISH-Crack!}... {SWISH-Crack!}... {SWISH-Crack!}. I didn't know what I was doing! I paused again, Billie-Jo was now sporting tramlines on her ass and I could see spots of blood where the cane had bit too sharply. I threw the cane down and moved Sharon's hands away. "I'm sorry Billie-Jo! That was too much." I was sweating now! What was. On the way, there was a sordid adult book store that I loved so much.After finishing dinner, I packed my last stuff and headed out for my car.I arrived to the parking lot and paid the entry directly to the booth area.There were a reasonable number of middle aged guys milling around, but I could not detect much of anything happening at first. I guessed there were many, many gays that night. I saw two of them heading into one of the booths. At the end of the row there was another large booth, so. Her hips were really thrusting and grinding while she shook her head from side to side. Her breathing was ragged between a variety of other noises she continued to make as she twisted between the door and my body. With one hand I reached down and undid my belt and my pants as I worked my cock free. It sprang to attention and with little effort I buried it fully into Diane’s wet pussy. With the sudden entry Diane raised up on her toes and half screamed, half moaned, ‘Oh! God! YES! Fuck me, fuck.