It was otherworldly, her own repressed lust seeping into every lick, a tremor rolling through him as his muddled mind considered what she might have i...n store for him.She glanced the back of his throat, painting the roof of his mouth, exploring him as her embrace grew ever more wanton. Her agile fingers roamed across his belly and thighs all the while, drawing red trails in his skin, touching everything but his neglected member as it ached and throbbed in the air. Something about her grip on his. Eventually, I found myself slowly rubbing my crotch and subtly moaning. The guy in front of me adjusted awkwardly in his seat. Once I felt I had his attention, I proceeded to unzip and pull out my hard, throbbing cock. I slowly stroked myself, while watching him squirm, and started to get more brazen with my moans as I saw him try and ignore me. “Ooooooooh, my cock is so fucking hard,” I squealed, as I continued to stroke and whisper within his earshot, “Imagine my lips around your cock. I. 00. I paid and we walked into the dark theater. Standing in back letting eyes getting adjusted I r moved her dress and led her down the aisle and then across the front of theater and then up the other aisle looking for a good place to sit. We found a row with some seats missing I sat down and she stayed standing. As soon as I sat we had several guys walk closer and look at her. I the told her to bend over and removed her spreader mout gag. I then told her to tell the guys what you are here for.. Scott knelt and opened the lid. He held the red watch box, remembering the longest summer of his life. The silvery watch with its black face and three sub-dials was as perfect as the day he'd taken it off.He put the cheap runner's watch he'd been wearing to one side and pulled the stem on the Speedmaster. People didn't appreciate great mechanical watches anymore. Everything was battery driven or 'perpetual' motion. He understood their convenience, but a hand-wound watch was a thing of beauty..