`` I wonder what 's on at the cinema tonight '' said my wife suddenly. `` It 's age since you took me to see a picture ''. We were sitting at place with the TV on but not watching it, and both a small bored. I went online and found a film that we could watch. The cinema was only a 20 moment crusade away and we could get there in plenty of time. We quickly washed and changed, then headed out.

As we entered the celluloid, my married woman asked if she could buy some popcorn. While she was at the buffet the man standing side by side to her started chatting to her. He was in his 40s, the Lapp age as us and looked to be on his own. When my wife came over she said that he 'd been talking to her about the film and remarked that her tub of popcorn was huge. She 'd said that if she had any left over at the end of the film they were his.

We sat down at the back on an empty row, there were only around 20 people in the cinema, and as the luminousness went down a man moved down our row and sat next to my wife. I recognised him as the man at the counter. He asked if it was OK to sit there as it would n't be as far to take the air to hoard his Zea mays everta later. About 10 minute of arc into the film my married woman tapped my arm and whispered `` look ''. The man 's helping hand was resting on her shoulder joint and his fingers were stroking her neck. He was staring at the silver screen as if he was unaware what he was doing. My wife was making no endeavour move his hand and at one stop I'm sure she smiled. From being tensed up when I first looked, she now seemed to be relaxing and didn't react when his finger's breadth slowly moved downwards, stroking their way to her breast. After about a minute his hand was covering her chest and slowly moving around. I looked at his face and he was still staring full-strength ahead. Then I noticed that his other script was on her leg and was now moving up and down. `` What should I do ? '' she whispered. I asked if she wanted me to stop him and she said"no, he 'll probably get bored and stop in a arcminute or two. I looked at the screen then when I looked over his hand was gamey on her leg, and stroking. I looked at my married woman and she had her eyes closed. Then, right before my centre, his fingers started to slowly pull her doll up, inch by inch. Pretty soon her thighs came into position and his hand moved onto the one closest to him. I felt my cock starting to get difficult as his hand moved under her doll and slowly moved upwards. `` Oh my god '' she whispered a bit later `` he 's rubbing my pussy ''. I saw her ramification start to unfold, and heard her breathing get faster.

Then the man whispered something to her. She turned to me and very quietly said `` he wants me to take my panty off ''. Before I could answer her hands went under her annulus, she lifted off the rump, and pulled her panties over her foundation. She passed them to me and I noticed that they were damp. By now she had her legs all-inclusive open and was quietly moaning as his hand was busy at work. She turned to me again and whispered `` he 's rubbing my button so hard, and keeps putting his fingers inside me ''. I had to unzip my pant, and destitute my severe cock. I started to stroke it as I watched this stranger fingering my married woman. After a few more minutes she moaned and said `` I 'm cumming, he 's making me cum '' I 'm surely some of the other people must throw heard her. She was almost bouncing on her seat as her sexual climax took over her body and mine was not a lot later. As my wife slumped back in her seat, the man licked his finger, looked at me and said `` mmm she tastes nice ''. Then he stood up, took hold of the popcorn tub and walked out. After a few min my wife got up, grabbed my hand, and said `` let 's go nursing home, I really want to fuck ''.

In the car one of her hands went under her skirt while the early pulled down my zip and stroked my very hard cock. Once we got house we rushed upstairs and onto the bed. `` oooh fingerbreadth me infant '' she kept saying. `` Rub my clit and promote your finger deep inside me '' All the time I was fingering her she was telling me how wet she was. Then she moved around till she was sitting on my human face telling me to cream her. While I was licking at her soaking wet yap she loosen my belt, pushed down my trouser and packer then took my turncock in her oral fissure. After a few moment of 2 way sucking and lacing, she stopped and said `` now it 's time to have intercourse ''.

She moved down my body, straddled my stopcock and slide all the way down, `` oh fuck yes, this is what I want '' she moaned, `` did you like watching me get fingered in the movie theatre baby, I 'm sure he got three digit inside my cunt. I was so wet my succus was pouring out. It was so hot watching you stroking and cumming while he was making me cum sister. I wanted to suck you while he was making my cunt wet but I could n't move. '' I knew she was getting close to cumming when she stared sliding backwards and forwards instead of up and down. `` Oh God '' she shouted, yess, yess, make me cum with your big hard shaft, have it to me, hump me you bastard ''. Then she moaned, screamed, cursed and shook almost at the Same fourth dimension as wafture after wave of coming took over her consistency. `` oh God, oh God, yes, fuck fuck, get it on my slit, give it to me, yes babe, I 'm cumming '' She was n't cognizant that I had cum inside her and she probably did n't care.

After we had calmed down and laid there quietly for ten minutes, slowly caressing each other, kissing, and touching, she suddenly said `` mmmm that was dainty babe, I wonder what 's on at the movie theatre next week '' ?