Chris' teeth graze Cait's lower lip, and she mirrors Cait's own attentions between her legs, breath getting heavier. She freezes as an usher walks through the row furthest away from them, before leaving the theater again, and she lets out a nervous giggle.
"You'recrazy... don'tstop..." She moves Cait's hand under her shirt, leaning in to kiss her neck aggressively.
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