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

As we entered the movie theater, my wife asked if she could buy some popcorn. While she was at the counter the man standing next to her get down chatting to her. He was in his 40s, the like 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 vast. 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 lights 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 walk to collect his popcorn later. About 10 minute of arc into the movie my wife tapped my arm and whispered `` look ''. The man 's handwriting was resting on her shoulder and his fingers were stroking her neck. He was staring at the CRT screen as if he was unaware what he was doing. My married woman was making no effort locomote his bridge player and at one point 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 fingers slowly moved downwards, stroking their way to her knocker. After about a min his paw was covering her breast and slowly moving around. I looked at his face and he was still staring unbent ahead. Then I noticed that his other hand was on her leg and was now moving up and down. `` What should I do ? '' she whispered. I asked if she wanted me to cease him and she said"no, he 'll probably get bored and stop in a arcminute or two. I looked at the sieve then when I looked over his hand was higher on her leg, and stroking. I looked at my wife and she had her eyes closed. Then, right before my oculus, his fingers started to slowly pull her annulus up, inch by inch. Pretty soon her second joint came into horizon and his hand moved onto the one closest to him. I felt my cock starting to get hard as his hand moved under her skirt and slowly moved upwards. `` Oh my god '' she whispered a minute later `` he 's rubbing my pussy ''. I saw her legs starting to spread out, 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 pantie off ''. Before I could answer her hired man went under her skirt, she lifted off the seat, and pulled her panties over her human foot. She passed them to me and I noticed that they were damp. By now she had her pegleg wide open and was quietly moaning as his hand was busy at study. She turned to me again and whispered `` he 's rubbing my clit so grueling, and keeps putting his fingers inside me ''. I had to unzip my trousers, and release my arduous pecker. I started to stroke it as I watched this unknown fingering my married woman. After a few to a greater extent minutes she moaned and said `` I 'm cumming, he 's making me cum '' I 'm sure some of the other people must throw heard her. She was almost bouncing on her rear as her orgasm took over her body and mine was not a great deal later. As my married woman slumped back in her prat, the man licked his digit, looked at me and said `` mmm she tastes overnice ''. Then he stood up, took grip of the Zea mays everta tub and walked out. After a few minutes my wife got up, grabbed my hand, and said `` let 's go rest home, I really want to be intimate ''.

In the car one of her hands went under her skirt while the other pulled down my zip and stroked my very heavy dick. Once we got home we rushed upstairs and onto the bed. `` oooh finger me babe '' she kept saying. `` Rub my clit and push your fingerbreadth 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 case telling me to lick her. While I was licking at her soaking wet kettle of fish she undid my belted ammunition, pushed down my trousers and boxers then took my turncock in her mouth. After a few minutes of 2 way suck and licking, she stopped and said `` now it 's time to fuck ''.

She moved down my consistency, straddled my cock and slid all the way down, `` oh fuck yes, this is what I want '' she moaned, `` did you like watching me get fingered in the film babe, I 'm sure he got three fingers inside my cunt. I was so wet my juice was pouring out. It was so hot watching you stroking and cumming while he was making me cum sister. I wanted to blow 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, relieve oneself me cum with your big hard prick, give it to me, bang me you bastard ''. Then she moaned, screamed, cursed and shook almost at the Saame clock time as wave after wave of orgasms took over her body. `` oh God, oh God, yes, lie with fuck, fuck my cunt, consecrate it to me, yes babe, I 'm cumming '' She was n't mindful that I had cum inside her and she probably did n't care.

After we had calmed down and pose there quietly for ten proceedings, slowly caressing each early, kissing, and touching, she suddenly said `` mmmm that was skillful babe, I wonder what 's on at the film future week '' ?