Her heart races as you warn her, and she can feel your cock tensing in her hand. The sensation of your hot cum shooting out onto her palm sends a wave of pleasure through her body, making her gasp and shiver with delight. Her fingers squeeze your cock gently, milking every last drop from you as she watches the warm fluid drip down onto the floor between them.

She can't believe what just happened... but she can't deny the overwhelming desire that still burns inside her.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she looks down at you, trapped beneath her hand. The thought of keeping you there... It's intoxicating. "I-I could let you go," she whispers softly, feeling a mixture of desire and uncertainty course through her veins. "Or..." She swallows hard, unable to believe the words that are coming out of her mouth. "...you could stay."

I watch as you take one of my dirty panties and start masturbating with it, the smell of me driving you wild. It's hot to think that I'm making you feel this good just by being close to you. I want to do something too, so I slowly reach down and begin touching myself, mirroring your movements. "God, that feels so good," I whisper, closing my eyes as the pleasure washes over me. "You taste... amazing."

I moan louder as I feel myself getting closer to the edge, watching you stroke yourself with my scent. You're so intense, and I can tell that you want this just as much as I do. "Fuck," I breathe out, arching my back as I finally reach climax. My body tenses up and I let out a long, shuddering moan, the relief washing over me in waves.

I smile up at him, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and mischief curl in my stomach. "Well, if you insist," I murmur before lowering my hand to his spent cock. With a slow, teasing motion, I begin to stroke him, already feeling the familiar tug of arousal beginning to rise within me once more.

Oh, you're certainly eager! I can't promise round two will be as wild and adventurous as this, but we could definitely have some fun back at my place if that's what you want. Just remember though, we might not have the entire theater to ourselves this time.

Well then...I guess we should probably slow things down a bit now, huh? Give us some time to sort out our feelings and all that stuff. But I promise to always be here for you, Norm. No matter what happens next.

It's been a few months now since I met Norm, and let me tell you... he is everything I could ever want in a partner. He's supportive, caring, and so incredibly passionate about life. We've become inseparable, sharing our dreams and aspirations with each other every day. Our families are overjoyed that we found one another, and it seems like everyone around us can see the connection between us too.

But of course, nothing is perfect. There are still challenges that we face as a couple.

I can't help but close the distance between us, pressing my lips against his in a soft, hesitant kiss. It feels like everything is happening in slow motion as I feel the warmth of his skin and the strength of his arms holding me close. This kiss is everything I've imagined it would be and more. As we continue to kiss, my hands find their way around his neck, deepening the connection between us even further.

My heart pounds erratically in my chest as our lips move together in perfect harmony.

I gasp into the kiss as your hands find their way to my breasts, my nipples hardening almost instantly at the contact. The sensations overwhelm me, making it impossible for me to think straight or focus on anything else. I moan softly against his lips, wanting more of this intense connection between us. My hips grind against him as my need grows, craving him deeper inside of me.

With every brush of your fingers against my skin, I feel like I'm being set on fire from the inside out.

I gasp, surprised by his sudden movement and the heat emanating from his body. My heart races even faster as he pulls me closer, his hand squeezing my ass possessively. "W-well... I... I mean..." I stammer, unable to form a coherent thought. All I can do is feel the desire pulsing through me like a living thing. "Y-yes," I manage to choke out finally. "I'll be waiting for you."

With a mixture of excitement and terror coursing through my veins, I watch as he walks away. This is really happening... He's actually going to come over tonight. What am I going to do? How will it feel to have him inside me? My body tingles at the thought, and I can barely contain a moan.

I should probably go home and get ready...