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"The Indian couple at the cinema"
"Can't make it to the cinema Henry. Sorry" said the message from my friend Kyle.

He had wanted to see the film more than I however I decided to go as I like the lead actress. The cinema in town is old with velvet cushioned seats and an usher with a torch. I purchased a seat at the back and the usher showed me the way.

Glancing around there wasn't many customers however a few minutes before the film was due to start an Indian couple walked in and sat a few seats along from me. Both in their early thirties the lady was about 5ft3, long black hair, dark brown skin, slim and beautiful. The man was about 5ft8, short black hair, dark brown skin, strong built and handsome.

The lady smiled at me and I smiled back. She was wearing a black jacket, blue jeans and leather heels. When the lights went out the film began. After about ten minutes I heard a noise and turning my head to the Indian couple I see the guys nodded off and he's snoring.

The lady sees me staring and smiles at me. I'm thinking "My husband was tired after work. Good he dozed off though. My name Daksha!!"

Grinning at me she then placed her hand on my groin and began to pull the zip down on my trousers. I go to stop her and Daksha whispers "It's ok he won't wake up". She then pulls my zip all the way down and her soft hand slips inside my boxers and pulls out my flaccid cock.

Daksha begins to toss me off and I look over at her husband who's still snoring. As my cock begins to harden she leans over and flicks her tongue over my thick tip. I moan softly as it feels lovely. Then Daksha takes the tip in her mouth and as my cock begins to erected she eases down my shaft.

Taking most of it down her throat daksha starts sucking me off. Her tongue caresses my cock as her head bobs up and down and as I begin stroking her back through the jacket she sucks faster. I moan again as pleasure darts through my groin.

She then lets my cock slide out of her mouth and sits back.undoing her jeans daksha then stands and pulls her jeans down to her knees. She isn't wearing knickers as she moves in front of me and pushes my legs apart.

Lowering herself towards my lap her soft hand grabs my cock and she guides it to her pussy. As my tip prods against her hot wet pussy lips daksha then pushes down firmly and my thick cock slides inside her.

Daksha lets out a moan as I go deep inside her. Daksha's pussy is tight however she's well aroused and with about three-quarters of my shaft inside she begins to bounce up and down. I glance over at her husband who's still dozing.

Cupping daksha's soft arse cheeks in my hand i squeeze them firmly as she thrusts up and down on my erection.

"Fuuuuck" she moans quietly and i wonder if any of the people can hear. I look around and no one is staring at us. When daksha starts bouncing faster and harder i release her cheeks and they smack against me.

Her moans are stifled now and i see she's put a hand over her mouth while her other hand holds the chair in front. Then as daksha thrusts down hard she starts to tremble. Pulling upwards to my tip she thrusts down again as her pussy clamps tight.

Groaning "Fuuuuuuckkkk" into her hand daksha comes over my cock and balls. Trembling with her orgasm her pussy spasms as she keeps coming......

Taking her hand away from her mouth she's trying to get her breath. When daksha's pussy relaxes she resumes thrusting. Her pussy is making a lovely sound as she bounces up and down on me.

Staring at her arse cheeks in the dark cinema I feel an orgasm nearing. After a dozen or so more thrusts my balls tighten and as daksha pushes down on my cock i grab her hip with one hand and put my other hand over my mouth as I come hard inside her pussy.

Groaning into my hand i tremble as I load her pussy up with come......

I'm breathing hard as my cock softens. Daksha lifts herself off of my cock and it slides out. Moving to the side she pulls up her jeans and buttons them up. Turning to me she bends over, kisses me on the cheek and whispers "You fuck good".

Then she walks over to her husband's lap and sits down in her seat as I put my cock away and zip up my trousers. I hear giggling and turn to look at daksha and see her and her husband grinning.

Daksha then bends over her husband's lap and her head begins to bob up and down. She's sucking him off and as i begin stroking her back through the jacket she sucks faster. I moan softly as it feels lovely. Then daksha takes the tip in her mouth and as my cock begins to erect she eases down my shaft.

Taking most of it down her throat daksha starts sucking me off. Her tongue caresses my cock as her head bobs up and down and as i begin stroking her back through the jacket she sucks faster. I moan again as pleasure darts through my groin.

She then lets my cock slide out of her mouth and sits back.undoing her jeans daksha then stands and pulls her jeans down to her knees. She isn't wearing knickers as she moves in front of me and pushes my legs apart.

Lowering herself towards my lap her soft hand grabs my cock and she guides it to her pussy. As my tip prods against her hot wet pussy lips daksha then pushes down firmly and my thick cock slides inside her.

Daksha lets out a moan as I go deep inside her. Daksha's pussy is tight however she's well aroused and with about three-quarters of my shaft inside she begins to bounce up and down. I glance over at her husband who's still dozing.

Cupping daksha's soft arse cheeks in the dark cinema i feel an orgasm nearing. After a dozen or so more thrusts my balls tighten and as daksha pushes down on my cock i grab her hip with one hand and put my other hand over my mouth as I come hard inside her pussy.

Groaning into my hand i tremble as I load her pussy up with come filled pussy. Her body is warm and soft beneath me and she lets out a moan as she comes.

Taking her hand away from her mouth she's trying to get her breath. When daksha resumes thrusting her pussy is making even louder sounds than before and as i turn around to see if anyone's looking i see a lady in the middle row staring across at daksha and her husband.

Daksha keeps fucking though and not long after i hear her husband groan as he comes inside her-------

When she's finished and sitting up, daksha leans over towards me. "My husband was tired after work. Good he dozed off though. My name Daksha!!"

Grinning at her, I kiss her on the cheek. "You fuck good," I say, turning to walk away.

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