Hi, I'm Joan. I'm 58, blonde blue eyes, in great shape and horny ass hell. Divorced 3 times, never again. My son just went back off leave, and I'm just a little lonely. I was cleaning his room and found his porn magazines and I spent the afternoon reading through them. Saw something I haven't tried even after three marriages.
I got ready to go shopping and could not help but admire myself in the mirror, I could fill out a pair of blue jeans I had a great-looking ass. Thanks to my second husband I had some nice pair of 34Cs. A regular workout routine and hours on the treadmill kept me fit and trim. Being very body conscious my clothe fit just perfectly
And I wore very expensive clothes. I wanted to be noticed.
I headed into town, not quite sure of my first stop yet. I happened to drive by an adult theater, It caught my attention, especially after reading porn mags all afternoon. Why not, I thought, parking the car and walking back to the theater.
I purchased a ticket and got the once over, I admit I do like guys checking me out. As I stepped in, I couldn't help but think wow what a dump. I finally found a seat and tried to make myself small or smaller anyway. I was impressed by the actors, handsome men beautiful women, all very young, of course.
Not only that, but I was wide-eyed at the sucking and fucking on the screen. Two guys at once, never tried that. I noticed someone sit next to me. I didn't let it bother me, without me noticing there was someone on the other side.
Feeling uncomfortable I started to get up. When I felt my hands being pulled into the laps next to me, before I knew it I had a cock in each hand. It had been some time since I held a man's dick it felt good, and I had never held two. The one on the left was rather large and oozing pre-cum freely.
The man on my left said, "don't just hold them, start jerking."
Then two hands rubbing the inside of my thighs. I gasped then hands unbuttoning my blouse. I wanted to stop them, I swear, but I preferred not to let go of the cocks. Once the nipple tweaking started I was lost. I was starting to breathe heavy when the zipper of my jeans was pulled down. I was almost on fire.