Let your fingers do the fucking through the yellow panties first.

Two can play this game. You reach down between Amber’s legs and lightly stroke her through her panties, your palm caressing her furry mound as your fingers stroke along her slit. You can feel her through the mesh; she’s already getting wet. Clearly the idea of having sex in public is turning her on, while the empty theater makes her feel safe enough to try it. You whisper in her ear, “Does that feel good, baby? I think it feels good.” She moans softly and squeezes your cock. “Do you have anything in your purse to sit on? I think you’re going to get your seat wet.”

“Yes . . .” she whispers. “Main pocket . . . quickly.” You reach down and find, right on top, a large folded square of soft fabric. You wonder what it is and make a mental note to ask her later. You unfold it, and she lifts herself off the seat to allow you to slide it under her—without letting go of your prick. You resume stroking her sex through her panties, and she moans again. “More, baby . . . more . . .”

You pull her panties aside and dip your fingers into her steamy slit. Amber spreads her legs to give you easier access and starts twisting her hand and clenching it rhythmically as she wanks your cock. You stroke her up and down, teasing and caressing her inner lips. She turns her head to you and kisses you fiercely, giving you plenty of tongue. When you capture her stiff clit between two fingers and begin stroking it, she moans into your mouth and then nips your tongue. Her grip on your cock tightens; she slides her hand up to your cockhead and rubs it all around, collecting more of your pre-cum and caressing your soft, sensitive skin.

You slowly slide a finger into Amber’s hot cunt, letting your thumb take over on her erect lovebud. She’s so wet and slick, you’re able to add a second finger, even as tight as she is. It’s an awkward angle, but you can just reach her G-spot, so you stroke that as you rub your thumb in circles over the tip of her clit. She’s bucking her hips against you, and her hand is clenching and unclenching erratically on your cockhead. She’s trying to be quiet, but she’s a screamer, so she finally jams her free arm in her mouth to stifle her cries. Her back arches, and you feel her cum hard around your fingers; she doesn’t manage to keep silent, but there's a preview on for an action movie, and the sound from the speakers is a lot louder than she is just at this point.

As Amber’s orgasm fades, you look at her and murmur, “Now . . .”