![]() I twisted my nipples and looked in his eyes. I took off my jacket and sweater and unbuttoned my shirt to expose my hairy chest and nipples. He looked my way and I sat down beside him. I looked away and saw a handsome man sitting in the front row with his pants at his ankles and his hand massaging his dick in his skimpy tight red briefs. ![]() On the screen at the front some woman was sucking an enormous chocolate-colored cock. There were mirrors mounted high on the walls. It was a small room, no larger than your living room, with maybe a dozen seats-a row of double theater seats on one side, singles on the other-and a couch and two easy chairs up front. I drove down on a rainy February afternoon, not knowing what to expect. In my neighborhood it is located at 6th and Madison. Under certain circumstances there are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to visiting the local adult bookstore.
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