Wendy waited eagerly for the film to begin. It was already fifteen minutes after midnight and the great cheated girl was in a obviously vulgar mood. Her date for the evening had raised her, none of her friends were around, and the only resort for entertainment was a lonely midnight movie. Suspirating, she leaned on the scratching seat while the lights were finally attenuated.

The theatre door opened and closed quickly, flashing a light spear at the opening curtains. A figure dim walked along the aisle. She sat next to Wendy, further irritating the already unhappy girl. The theater was almost empty; there was no reason why this woman had to sit only a distant place. Pre-movie ads for popcorn and licorice increased to life and Wendy looked at the newcomer outside the corner of her eye.

Wendy’s neighbor was incredibly sexy. His dark hair fluctuated wildly around his creamy face and his blue eyes flashed merrily in the lighting from the screen of the film. The girl was wearing an almost transparent blouse and a long black skirt, and even in the underwater light Wendy could see that she had no bra. All in all, it seemed to be ready for a night in dance clubs rather than in movies.

The movie started and Wendy turned her attention to the screen. Almost immediately, the other girl drained her feet in the seat in the next row. For the next ten minutes, both women were absorbed by the intense breakup of the prison that took place before them. Shortly afterwards, however, the film turned into an impressively provocative sexual scene. About two minutes later, as a naked ass of the waved lithe blonde on the screen, Wendy once again looked at her neighbor. The film was quickly forgotten how Wendy realized with a shock what the other woman was doing.

The girl’s feet were still resting on the corners of the seat before she and her skirt were pushed towards life. Beneath, obviously she didn’t wear anything. With one hand, the dark-haired girl slightly caressed the inside of her thighs. The other was occupied at the apex of the legs, slowly massaging the clitoris with a circular movement.

Wendy sat silently, pierced by the view of the masturbating woman. The scene on the screen soon changed, but Wendy’s neighbor continued to touch. Wendy turned fast, rebounding blond curls, and scanned the theater. No one else seemed to have noticed what was going on in Wendy’s row and knew that theater workers very rarely controlled projection rooms while a movie was playing. Breathing a little fast, Wendy turned her attention to action a distant place.

The other girl looked suddenly, closing her eyes on Wendy and smiling. The tip of his tongue slipped from his mouth and licked through his upper lip in a slow and provocative gesture. The fingers continued their work, flickering constantly between the legs. Wendy found out she couldn’t break the look of the girl. Unconsciously, his hand began to caresss his nipple through the fabric of his sweater and bra. The other girl’s smile widened.

Without notice, Wendy’s neighbor took off his seat and crossed the short distance between the two on his knees. Wendy’s eyes grew up. Without hesitation, his new friend pushed Wendy’s knees apart and gently kissed the milky skin inside Wendy’s thigh. An electric energy peel turned through the body of the large girl, causing her nipples to stiffen immediately and a liquid heat to wash the skin. His anonymous lover immediately recognized the answer and travelled the tongue to below Wendy’s cutoff leg.

The film has been completely forgotten now, as all the worries that someone else could oversee. Wendy fled for the closure of her shorts, releasing them faster than she thought possible. The girl on her knees ripped off the cuts, pulling Wendy’s panties with them. Back in the seat, Wendy pushed her legs in the back of the chair before she did. The dark-haired girl’s face immediately suffocated Wendy’s dripping pussy, licking and sucking reinforced lips while her tongue stroking Wendy’s hardening clitoris. Slipping his hands under the sweater, Wendy rolled and pinched his nipples erected between his fingertips. The screen was exploding with a sound like the film flashed at an infuriating shooting, but Wendy didn’t notice.

The skirt of the anonymous woman killed herself once again around her life and Wendy could see the smooth skin of the round ass of the girl who rubs against the rough plastic of the seat-back. The skillful fingers opened Wendy’s black lip gate and a hot tongue quickly began to stab inside her vagina. Wendy bit her lip, trying in vain not to complain. His heart beat faster and faster and almost jumped a beat when the dark-haired girl’s tongue slipped down the probe slightly to Wendy’s tight-ass pucker.

Wendy began to moan then, a deep and greedy sound that was just audible over the sound of the film thunder. The woman on her knees returned her mouth to Wendy’s clitoris and began to caresss her asshole with a fingertips. Second later, Wendy gasped as a long finger slipped smoothly in her rectum at the same time as the soft lips surrounded her clitoris and sucked hard. Wendy immediately culminated, covering the face of her lover with the sticky fluids of her orgasm. The other girl continued to lick and suck, slowly pumping Wendy’s ass with a finger and holding the girl’s sweater threshing with the other punch. After a few minutes his seizures ceased and the other woman retreated into Wendy’s embrace.

“I’m Amy,” she whispered, tracking her tongue inside Wendy’s ear.

Wendy smiled in return, and while the film continued to play, she led Amy from the theatre.