I know no one can see, but I am blushing to the roots.

We're in the back row of a shabby movie theatre, watching cartoons.

A man is sitting in the front row; he is asleep.

My legs are wide apart and draped over the back of the seats in front of us.

You are doing that thing you do where you curl your fingers inside me and press gently, right at the bottom of my tummy.

"Cum for me, my wicked slut... let it happen."

"Oh no, please, my Love... not while Bambi's Mum is about to get whacked."