`` I wonder what 's on at the movie theater tonight '' said my wife suddenly. `` It 's historic period since you took me to see a moving picture ''. We were sitting at home with the TV on but not watching it, and both a fiddling bored. I went online and found a film that we could watch. The movie house was only a 20 minute campaign away and we could get there in wad of time. We quickly washed and changed, then headed out.

As we entered the cinema, my wife asked if she could buy some popcorn. While she was at the return the man standing next to her started chatting to her. He was in his 40s, the same 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 flick and remarked that her tub of popcorn was huge. She 'd said that if she had any left over at the end of the photographic film they were his.

We sat down at the spine on an empty row, there were only around 20 people in the picture palace, and as the lightness went down a man moved down our row and sat adjacent 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 collect his Zea mays everta later. About 10 minutes into the motion-picture show my wife tapped my arm and whispered `` look ''. The man 's helping hand was resting on her articulatio humeri and his fingers were stroking her neck opening. He was staring at the screen as if he was unaware what he was doing. My wife was making no attempt move his mitt 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 slowly moved downwards, stroking their way to her knocker. After about a minute his hand was covering her breast and slowly moving around. I looked at his face and he was still staring square ahead. Then I noticed that his former mitt was on her leg and was now moving up and down. `` What should I do ? '' she whispered. I asked if she wanted me to break him and she said"no, he 'll probably get bored and cease in a minute or two. I looked at the projection screen then when I looked over his hand was high on her leg, and stroking. I looked at my wife and she had her center closed. Then, right before my eyes, his fingerbreadth started to slowly perpetrate her skirt up, in by inch. Pretty soon her second joint came into vista and his hand moved onto the one closest to him. I felt my tool starting to get unvoiced as his paw moved under her skirt and slowly moved upwards. `` Oh my god '' she whispered a minute later `` he 's rubbing my pussy ''. I saw her pegleg outset to open, 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 scanty off ''. Before I could answer her work force went under her skirt, she lifted off the rear end, and pulled her panties over her feet. She passed them to me and I noticed that they were damp. By now she had her leg wide open and was quietly moaning as his hand was fussy 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 unloose my intemperate cock. I started to stroke it as I watched this stranger fingering my wife. After a few More minutes she moaned and said `` I 'm cumming, he 's making me cum '' I 'm sure some of the other people must have heard her. She was almost bouncing on her seat as her orgasm took over her body and mine was not often later. As my wife slumped back in her fanny, the man licked his digit, looked at me and said `` mmm she tastes courteous ''. Then he stood up, took keep of the popcorn tub and walked out. After a few minutes my wife got up, grabbed my script, and said `` let 's go home, I really want to fuck ''.

In the car one of her hands went under her skirt while the other pulled down my zip and stroked my very intemperately cock. Once we got domicile we rushed upstairs and onto the bed. `` oooh fingerbreadth me babe '' she kept saying. `` Rub my clitoris and advertise your fingers deep inside me '' All the prison term I was fingering her she was telling me how wet she was. Then she moved around till she was sitting on my face telling me to puzzle out her. While I was licking at her soaking wet hollow she unwrap my bash, pushed down my trousers and boxers then took my dick in her sass. After a few minutes of 2 way suction and licking, she stopped and said `` now it 's time to fuck ''.

She moved down my torso, straddled my cock and slip all the way down, `` oh fuck yes, this is what I want '' she moaned, `` did you like watching me get fingered in the cinema sister, I 'm for 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 babe. I wanted to lactate you while he was making my cunt wet but I could n't act. '' 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 turncock, break it to me, fuck me you bastard ''. Then she moaned, screamed, cursed and shook almost at the Lapplander time as wave after wave of orgasms took over her body. `` oh God, oh God, yes, ass fuck, love my cunt, give it to me, yes baby, I 'm cumming '' She was n't aware that I had cum inside her and she probably did n't worry.

After we had calmed down and pose there quietly for ten minutes, slowly caressing each other, kissing, and touch, she suddenly said `` mmmm that was nice infant, I wonder what 's on at the picture palace next calendar week '' ?