Jill walked into the darken picture theatre, feeling lonely and a bit lost. She’d just had a fight with her boyfriend and was feeling pissed off. Once again, they’d made love, and once again, he’d left her high and dry. When they’d first met, he had been a wonderful lover, always making sure that she’d had an orgasm. Now though, all he seemed to do was to put his cock inside her and pump a few times, climax and then just get out of the bed. She felt that she was just being used simply as vessel for him to unload his cum.
She’d tried many times to talk about it with him, but he refused to even discuss it with her. He hardly even bothered to make oral love to her any more. It seemed that he was more interested in watching the TV or going out with the boys. She was nearly in tears as she sat down on the seat, just as the movie started. She wiped a tear away angrily, determined that he wasn’t going to get her down too much. She was unsure even what movie she was watching.
All she’d wanted to do was to be somewhere where she could be alone in her misery. The movies seemed the perfect place for it; here she could sit in the dark, totally unseen by any one else that was in here. She suddenly realized that she’d walked into an adult theatre by mistake. On the giant screen in from of her, she watched in at first horror, then with increasingly fascination as the guy on the screen started to use his tongue on the young girl he was with. “Damn lucky bitch” Jill said, without realizing that she’d spoken aloud.
It’d been far too long since she’d had oral done to her like that.
She squeezed her thighs together as she felt herself becoming horny.
She wondered if she should in fact get up and leave, but decided not too, after all, who could see her in here?
And besides, she was becoming far too horny to want to leave just yet.
She wondered if she could get away with rubbing herself here in the darkness of the theatre?
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