Somehow Jacob fails to realize the screaming orgasm is coming from you

A scream of orgasm escapes you, making both your fucker and your boyfriend jump. By some miracle Jacob doesn't track the piercing sound to you, instead looking to the screen where the whore - less of one than you - is being fucked a well.

For a long moment he stands frozen beneath you as you moan loudly in ecstasy, and then he walks up the sloping ramp toward the screen before stopping again to look around. His eyes delve toward the back of the theater, looking for you.

Certain that he'll look your way you dip your head, as if he wouldn't recognize you with your hair covering your face. By some miracle he doesn't seem to notice the petite teen getting her brains fucked out over the entrance, instead pausing to look at the clump of guys sitting in the center of the theater waiting their next turn with you.

His eyes turn away, back to the screen, and he pulls out his phone, backing up toward the ramp in a considerate manner so as to not disturb the people watching the movie.

The threat of him turning as he dials, followed by the sight of one of the men answering your phone makes you squeal with another orgasm, which proves to be more than the man fucking you can handle, drawing long squirts of cum into the depths of your cunt until another man saunters over.

You never get to see what he looks like as you wriggle in pleasure, but as he pushes into your well-used ass you can tell he's one of the bigger ones of the day. In fact you're pretty sure you had him in your pussy earlier.

Down below Jacob seems to be talking animatedly with the man who answered the phone but he hasn't realized that the man is in the same theatre. He turns abruptly, pulling the phone away from his ear and you're certain that he'll see you.

The man pounding your arse with complete disregard for your own desires grunts as your muscles clench in a third orgasm, the biggest yet.

Somehow Jacob, with his head turned down to the phone doesn't track the source of that orgasmic scream to his cheating girlfriend a mere ten feet above him as he leaves the theatre, leaving you alone with over a dozen men who've become rejuvenated by your screaming orgasms.