She was in heaven, she was flying.Time flies and that’s so true. It was an interval. We roamed a little bit and was back to theater after sometime. ...This time, we shifted to more seldom place in the theater. I could see other couples making out in full swing. I later realized that I could actually remove the arm rest so that our seats can be made one and people behind us do not see anything. This made my gf to get more enthu and we started sharing popcorn through our mouth. Without thinking she. Tears slide from my eyes in relief and joy, wetting the blindfold. You withdraw from my mouth, but don't remove your fingers, or stop the manipulation of my clit as you move around the table. My throat feels raw and swollen, my breaths deep as I lick my lips. My hot, thick juices coat your fingers and run down my body, to pool under my ass cheeks. Between my legs now, you lean closer, sucking my pussy lips into your mouth making me moan loudly. The suction sets off another orgasm, and I rock. She'd been busy. The little space was lined with a plastic tent of decorators' dustsheets, stretched between fittings and shelves on the bulkheads and joined with tape. It could have looked as cold as a hospital bed, but she had added drapes of red cloth taped to the plastic, shaded battery lights and an Ipod playing our favourite dungeon music, and made a warm cosy room. ?You shouldn't have,? I said, ?I was supposed to fix things up.? ?But then I'd've had to wait.? She was shedding. After taking a long hot shower, I walked downstairs with the towel wrapped around my waist. I discovered mom sitting at the kitchen table. She looked distraught. The first thing she said to me was: “I’m sorry.” I stood there and really did not know what to say. My mom started talking again: “Ryan and I have been seeing one another for a while now [dating]… I’m so sorry… I know he’s your friend… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I promise you this will never happen again.” I finally realized that I had to.