Midnight movie

Wendy waited impatiently for the film to start. It was 15 minutes after midnight and the great toasted girl was in an obviously bad mood. Her date for the night had raised her, none of her friends were out there, and the only entertainment resort was a midnight solo movie. Sneaking, he leaned in the scratch seat while the lights finally turned off.

The theatre door opened and closed quickly, blinking a spear of light in the opening curtains. A dim figure was walking down the hall. She sat next to Wendy, further disturbing the already unhappy girl. The theater was almost empty; there was no reason for this woman to sit in one seat. The pre-Movie ads for popcorn and liquorice boomed to life and Wendy looked at the newcomer from the corner of her eye.

Wendy's neighbor was savagely sexy. His dark hair was floating savagely around his creamy and complex face and his blue eyes were glowing joyfully in the lighting of the film screen. The girl was wearing an almost transparent blouse and long black skirt, and even on the Wendy flashlight she could see that she had no bra. Everything and everything, it seemed to be ready for a night in the dance clubs instead of the movies.

The film started and Wendy turned her attention to the screen. Almost immediately, the other girl put her feet in the next row seat. During the next ten minutes, both women were absorbed by the intense prison break before them. Shortly after, however, the film became an impressively provocative sexual scene. About two minutes later, like the naked ass of a lilac blonde, unfounded on the screen, Wendy looked back at her neighbor. The film was quickly forgotten when Wendy realized with a shock what the other woman was doing.

The girl's feet still rested on the corners of the seat before her and her skirt was pushed around her waist. Beneath, he obviously had nothing. With one hand the brunette girl was strangling the inside of her thighs slightly. The other was busy at the apex of his legs, slowly massaging his clitoris with a circular movement.

Wendy sat in silence, transferred by the view of the masturbating woman. The scene on the screen soon changed, but Wendy's neighbor continued to touch. Wendy turned around quickly, blond curls bouncing, and scanned the theater. No one else seemed to have noticed what was going on in Wendy's line and knew that the theater workers rarely checked the projection rooms while a movie was playing. Breathing a little fast, Wendy turned her attention to the action a seat.

The other girl suddenly looked, closing her look on Wendy's and smiling. The tip of his tongue slipped from his mouth and licked through his upper lip in a slow and provocative gesture. His fingers continued his work, playing constantly between his legs. Wendy found that she couldn't break the girl's look. Unconsciously, his hand began to take care of his own nipple through the fabric of his sweater and bra. The other girl's smile grew wider.

Without notice, Wendy's neighbor slipped from his seat and crossed the short distance between the two on his knees. Wendy's eyes grew. Without hesitation, her new friend removed Wendy's knees and gently kissed the dairy skin inside Wendy's thigh. A shake of electricity through the body of the big girl, causing her nipples to be hardened instantly and a liquid warmth to wash on her skin. His anonymous lover recognized the answer instantly and tracked his tongue up and under the leg of Wendy's cuts.

The film was totally forgotten now, as any concern that anyone else could supervise. Wendy smokes by closing her shorts, releasing them faster than she thought possible. The girl on her knees ripped off the cuts, throwing Wendy's panties with them. Back to his seat, Wendy put her legs on the back of the chair. The brunette girl's face immediately choked Wendy's dripping pussy, licking and sucking on her fat lips as her tongue hit Wendy's hardening clitoris. Sliding her hands under her sweater, Wendy rolled and pinched her erect nipples between her own hands. The screen was exploding with a sound while the film blink to a firearm fight, but Wendy didn't notice.

The anonymous woman's skirt was put around her waist once again and Wendy could see the girl's soft skin round ass rubbing against the hard plastic on the back of the seat. The fingers opened Wendy's lips and a warm tongue quickly started stabbing inside her pussy. Wendy bit his lip, vainly trying not to complain. His heart was beating faster and almost jumped a beat when the brunette girl's tongue was slipping down to slightly sound at Wendy's tight ass pucker.

Wendy began to moan then, a deep and naughty sound that was barely audible above the thunder sound of the film. The woman on her knees returned her mouth to Wendy's clitoris and started strangling her ass with a finger tip. Seconds later, Wendy spent like a long finger slid gently on her rectum while soft lips surrounded her clitoris and sucked hard. Wendy ended immediately, covering her lover's face with the sticky fluids of her orgasm. The other girl continued licking and sucking, slowly pumping Wendy's ass with a finger and holding the trickster girl's sweater with the other fist. After a few minutes his seizures stopped and the other woman got into Wendy's hug.

"I'm Amy," he whispered, tracking her tongue inside Wendy's ear.

Wendy smiled in return, and as the movie continued to play, she took Amy from the theater.