Theater. Part Two.

After the performance ended, during the thunderous applause, the man's companion barely adjusted her dress; the plug was still buzzing and vibrating, adding to her even greater arousal and an unbearable desire to soon feel male flesh inside her vagina. The man squeezed her hand with his left, and with his right, he ran it over her excited back,

— Easy, easy, you're trembling all over.

At that same moment, the man felt a small piece of paper being slipped into his trouser pocket, but without giving it much thought, he led his lady toward the exit.

— The theater restroom isn't an option; it'll take too long for everyone to leave. I know another solution,

he whispered to his companion, "trust me, we definitely won't make it home now, but I know a better place..."

Stepping outside, the couple hurried in the direction of their home, but barely after crossing the street, the man steered his companion into a café along the way, where, without a second thought, the pair disappeared into the restroom. As soon as the doors were closed, the woman was already leaning against the porcelain sink, having first removed her coat and lifted her dress, exposing her firm buttocks.

— Take it out already, quickly, I'm about to make a puddle right here on the floor.

Placing a palm over his woman's mouth, the man put his free hand on the crotch of his adored half and with a quick motion extracted the vibrating object from her bottom, wrapped it in a tissue, and put it in his pocket. Her juices were literally flowing over his palm, her lips were clenching and demanding a male presence. Deciding not to torment his lovely one any longer, he unzipped his trousers and freed his already quite tense and aroused member, from the tip of which drops of desire were already oozing. Positioning his cock at the entrance to her vagina, the man penetrated the dripping vulva to its full depth with one thrust. The heat of the female flesh enveloped him; one thrust, another, a third, juices flowed down the base of his cock, over his pubis, but it wasn't enough. Another hole remained unattended; it was aroused and free. Licking his index finger, the man penetrated her excited anus with it, making light circular motions with the fingertip. If not for the palm covering the woman's mouth, her scream, bursting from her lips at full volume, would have stirred up the café patrons. Now, feeling her anus and pussy clenching and pulsing, the woman bit the finger on her companion's hand and moaned softly. Just a couple of minutes more and a tremor shook her, she began to tremble, her vagina and vulva clenched tighter and tighter, as if receiving an electric shock, again and again... Another moment and it was as if butterflies flew from the depths of her body...

— Darling, I'm done. I can't, please stop... Fuck, I'm about to fall and you'll have to carry me home in your arms... Oh no, oh yes, more, more, don't stop, don't be silent, I'm going to die of happiness right now...

Her vagina, her vulva, her girl, everything was pulsing, her anus clenched his finger, when his pelvic thrusts quickened and the penetrations of his cock became much deeper, at that moment she felt his hot release, she sensed the smell of his semen, she was happy.

— Now home, and just try not to give me a massage," she said, squatting down and taking his cock into her mouth. She always licked his tip after he came; she, as always now, licked her fingers that had gathered his seed from the dripping mound of love and passion...

Already at home, the man took a crumpled note from his trouser pocket. In quick handwriting, a phone number was written with the signature: "You are both insane, call me, I want it too..."

To be continued.