You agree

“Okay,” is all you say before kissing her some more. You put your hand outside her blouse and knead her tit. She moans into your mouth.

Your motions down below seem to be having a good effect on her, as she starts humping you back. You get quite a rhythm going together, and both of your groans merge in your mouths. You can feel that you'll soon make a mess in your pants, as your balls tighten, when you pinch her nipple hard. She arches her back hard and bites her lip to keep silent, as her body shivers and quakes in a climax. You rock back and forth harder, until you also explode in an orgasm. A low whimper escapes your lips. You hold her tightly while you both come down from your ecstasies. She just runs her fingers through your hair and caresses your back. You nuzzle her neck and squeeze her.

After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, Rachel sits up, pushing you to your seat. She straightens her skirt and blouse, and then stands, grabbing your hand. "Let's go get some dessert," she says with a grin. You rearrange your jeans and pull your shirt over the front to mask any stain emerging from within. You both walk out of the theater and head to the car.