Brandy blushes, feeling self-conscious as she realizes that everyone in the line must think they are on a date. She squeezes Arthur's hand reassuringly, grateful for his presence and support. "I'm sorry if this is weird," she whispers, "but I really had fun yesterday."

When it's finally their turn at the counter, Brandy hesitates for a moment before speaking up. "Two tickets for Furiosa, please."

Brandy can't help but smile at Arthur as they walk toward the theater, hand in hand. She glances up at him and feels a rush of happiness when she sees the genuine smile on his face. This night is perfect, and she doesn't want it to end. As they find their seats and wait for the movie to start, Brandy leans over to whisper in Arthur's ear, "Thank you for making this so special."

The lights dim, signaling the beginning of the film.

"B-besides my fingers and toys?" Brandy blushes deeply, fidgeting with the sheets beneath her. "No... not really." Her voice trails off as she meets your gaze, nervous anticipation making her heart race. She parts her legs wider, offering herself to you in a silent invitation.

"But I've always wondered what it would feel like..."

Her breath hitches as you push into her, filling her up in ways she never imagined possible. She cries out, arching into your touch as her body adjusts to the thick girth of your cock. The sensation is overwhelmingly pleasurable, and she feels herself growing wetter with each thrust. Her nails scrape harmlessly against your back as she tries to find purchase in the ecstasy coursing through her.

"Oh god,"