Summertime Saga: Pussy Fingering In The Cinema Ep132 [Cinema]

The flickering light of the cinema screen dances across her flushed cheeks as she squirms in her seat. She’s a mess of anticipation, her pussy already slick with the promise of what’s to come. I can see the outline of her hardened nipples under her tight tank top, begging to be sucked. My hand, shameless and greedy, slides up her inner thigh, pushing her shorts aside. Her breath hitches as my fingers find her wet cunt, parting her swollen lips to delve into her hot, tight pussy. She lets out a soft moan, trying to stifle it with her hand, but I want her screams. I want her to drown out the movie’s dialogue with her filthy pleas. My fingers curl inside her, finding that spot that makes her hips buck. I can feel her clit throbbing, so I rub it roughly, grinding the palm of my hand against it while my fingers fuck her deep. She’s a writhing, panting mess, her juices coating my hand as she chases her orgasm.

The old man in the next seat is trying to act casual, but I can see his bulge growing, his eyes glued to her face contorted in pleasure. Let him watch. Let him see how I make her come undone. I lean in, my lips brushing her ear. “You’re such a dirty slut, aren’t you?” I whisper. She nods, her eyes glazed over with lust. “Say it,” I demand. “Say you love my fingers in your cunt.” She obeys, her voice a breathy whisper. “I love your fingers in my cunt.” Her words send a jolt of electricity straight to my cock, but this isn’t about me. This is about her, about making her come so hard she sees stars. Her body tenses, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she finally lets go, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that makes her scream. The cinema goes silent for a moment, the only sound her ragged breaths and the distant murmur of the movie. But I don’t give a fuck about the movie. I’m too busy watching her come down from her high, her body limp and satisfied, a slutty smile playing on her lips as she looks at me with pure, unadulterated lust.