An interruption.

The other commercials ran after and had a similar theme to the fast food commercial. It was very similar to the real world commercials but with small details, you could notice were part of this reality. Hot spokeswomen would appear and later progressively appear more ragged, their makeup smeared and liquid piling up over their bodies and faces.

Elizabeth had reached over on her own account and put her hand down my pants, stroking my cock which was semi-hard, her other hand down her own. I watched intently as the trailers came on. Superhero films, action films, even romance trailers appear not to address the new structural norm of free use, you would only catch subtle differences between the ones in the real world and this free use reality.

The movie started. It was a generic action romp. You know the predictable ones with lots of car chases and some dire event that had to be prevented to save New York or another huge metropolitan city.

In one scene, a sexy blonde CIA agent telling some rugged shaved anti-hero type guy the intentions and plans of an evil global organization and some cliche bad guy. I was expecting at any time for the CIA agent to be bent over casually or to have stains of semen over her during the progression of the scene but it didn’t appear to happen, at least on camera. It was at this point I hardened in Liz’s mouth. Liz had already bent over with want and taking my dick in her mouth, slurping it hungrily, her hand furiously rubbing at her crotch.

I suppose free use in movies was kind of like going to the toilet in the real world. It was something that happened to fulfill a need but was rarely mentioned or shown in a movie unless it was absolutely needed to be part of the plot, or in most cases, at least with using the toilet, used for low brow comedic effect.

It must be hard to tell a story with the characters bent over constantly and the females with a dick in their mouth at every opportunity, I thought as Liz released my dick in her mouth and asked, “Wait, why are they suddenly in Morocco? What’s going on.”

“Shh,” I said hushing her, and she went back down slobbering on my cock.

About a third of the way in the movie, I became distracted by two girls near the front who came in late. One of them had light brown hair in a bun was laughing loudly while the other, a blonde with a pixy cut and some tattoos on the back of her neck running down was talking loudly. They both had their phones out, not paying attention to the movie. I didn’t mind at first, but they constantly made loud snide remarks whenever a character spoke.