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Beautiful Ashley Lane and Van Wylde are on a movie date when things take an X-rated turn! The young couple can’t keep their hands off each other, and their playful touching soon turns into heavy petting. Ashley gets a surprise when Van moves the popcorn bucket, and her hand reaches out for his hard cock instead. Horny Ashley can’t help herself; she starts sucking Van’s dick right there in the movie theatre. Soon, the two have found a secluded place in the public theatre and are having the sneakiest, hottest sex of their lives!
In my defense, his was the only human cock within a five-mile radius.
I was used to a cornucopia of horny teenage boys to pick and choose and tease. I had even more attention when my porno video was exposed, more offers than I ever wanted Public Sucking Feature Presentation.
Right now, all I had was Jacob, my Aunt Carol’s rugged but softspoken husband. And that was fine by me.
I suspect we were both starving for a little fornication.
My sadistic Aunt Carol had been working me like a migrant worker—cleaning the barn, sweeping the house, milking the goats. Uncle Jacob saw how exhausted I was. When Carol wasn’t nearby to eavesdrop, I asked him to take me away, anywhere. He said he was going up the hill to relax. I invited myself and made it a picnic. He was happy to go.
He liked going on outings with Public Sucking Feature Presentation. Or maybe he just liked doing me favors. Whenever I wanted to go into the city to shop, he’d drive. When my creaking bed needed fixing, he fixed it. When I needed them to boost their shitty rural WIFI for my online school, he got it done. And whenever I needed to get away from Carol and her country music, he obliged.
So, it was just us—Jacob and his cowboy hat, me in my pastel blue dress—and Lucille, the Jack Russell terrier dog. We had corned beef sandwiches, a side of deep-fried dumplings from yesterday, some hand-picked apples, and a six-pack of beer in a basket I was carrying. Add my farmgirl braids, and I was like Dorothy from Kansas.
Except I was eighteen-year-old Persephone from Public Sucking Feature Presentation, Illinois, Aunt Carol’s wayward niece driven out of that city by relentless teasing and jealous bullies, and vicious rumormongers. To get me away from the drama, my mother sent me here with instructions to finish online school and never make porno videos again. I left behind the hustle and bustle of a large cutthroat high school for the clucking of chickens, the bleating of goats, the neighing of horses, and the eerie evening quietude of this small dairy farm.
Jacob and I trudged up the hill.
When I nearly tripped on a rock, he took my hand. I held on to it as we kept on walking. He was more than a foot taller than me. He grinned down at me, liking the way we were holding and swinging hands. I smiled back up at him, this older guy in a fedora, very different from the teenage boys and their dandy dads back in Elmhurst.
Lucille hurried us along to Jacob’s favorite spot, shaded by a big tree. After we ate and joked about Carol, he lied back to relax. I laid my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, feeling his chest rise and fall with my hands on his stomach.
