Oh boy did I, right on queue. I lay there, in a trance, I could feel him unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them off me, I didn't have the strength to s...top him. I watched, as if detached from my body as his head disappeared between my legs. Oh my, what's he doing now, while his tongue moved over my sensitive spot, his hands pulled and tweaked my exposed nipples. Oh my, I was going to come again, I couldn't help it, before I could stop myself I was moving my hips against his tongue, I exploded in. I know a lot of this might seem silly.Despite our marital problems, we often went out together and everyone would be fooled. We were social. We knew how to be a part of the party. However, at the end of the night, at more formal parties, there would be some ballroom dancing and he was terrible at it; he'd always step on my feet and he'd never learn how to break the habit. On the other hand, I learned how to do dance and I avoided doing it with him. Furthermore, I preferred dancing with a taller. And another oneas well."Two more guests for Sally. So go take care of them," Tom commanded.When I got back to the theater the movie showed the girl sitting on thefloor with a bunch of guys holding their dicks over her. You only sawthe guys from the waist down. One was jerking off in her mouth.A red light was flashing from the right and another was back down by thepudgy man. I hated the thought but knew the only thing pudgy man couldhave on his mind would be toilet service because no way he was. Now I'm right over her, flicking a hardened nipple with my tongue and tugging it with my teeth hard enough to produce a little moan. Her taut, bare thighs are close against my waist. Then I feel the head of my dick brushing between them, nuzzling against her slippery cunt lips.I'm frozen momentarily, primed above her for the initial thrust. Every inch of my body is tensed, holding back an immense charge of sexual energy that screams to be released. I'm about to fuck what will be my first pussy.