It was my turn to moan. By now I was so wet I was sure it was leaking past my dress and onto the seat. I raised my hand and unsnapped his pants. He s...topped kissing me and asked me what I was doing, while quickly scanning the theater. “Shh. Just enjoy.” I said and kissed him some more as I unzipped his pants. His rock hard dick was straining against his boxers... who was I to not let it out? I fished it through the hole in front and stroked it with butterfly touches. He started squirming and. Patrick had pulled the skirt of my dress up and was grinding his tight jeans into my ass crack and kissing my bare shoulders, while both of our hands caressed Karine's hips, thighs and up her bare sides together. I could feel Patrick's little treasure trail of sweaty hair moving up and down my bare tailbone. Karine deftly pulled the front of her loose-fitting tank together between her breasts so they were revealed and pressed them against Tom's chest, her arms lifting into the air so their skin. Mom: Then what are you guys doing?Sis: We are just pretending like WWE.Me: Yeah, mom.Mom: Ok, ok, don’t hurt each other.Mom was so naïve. She fell for our tricks and went back to the kitchen. Sis pushed me down on the floor. She opened the zip of my shorts and took my dick out. It was already rock-hard standing like a pole. She was standing above me, lifted her skirt, and slid her panty a little showing her pussy.She sat on me while my dick entered her pussy. She was moving her hip, and we were. But she really likes Bob. I thought that maybe we could show her how good sex can be, then perhaps she can encourage Bob to be more considerate. So Helen, why cant you tell her all the things that you like doing or you like done to you, and then shell have some ideas of what to suggest to this Bob. I started doing that, but she was so shocked by most of the things that I described to her that I gave up. So, Lyn, do you really want us to do to you some of the things that you found too shocking.