Gaudy red velvet caressed Kat's bum as Paz fingered her furiously. They were already two orgasms deep and she hadn't even managed to make a dent in Paz yet, but Paz didn't seem to mind. The theater was very dark and cramped, and there were people all around, spaced out at regular intervals unless they were couples. Kat had been highly suspicious of this idea, but she had gone anyway, and now that she was here she began to see the sick appeal.
They were easily the most attractive people there, and the youngest. They were the only females too, aside from a highly disheveled looking old bird in the front row who was servicing her John like she needed the money, which she probably did. The two women on the screen were taking turns being violated by and absolutely enormous black guy, but very few people seemed to be watching the screen anymore. She glanced to her right and saw an older portly man five seats down staring at the two of them, transfixed, his stubby cock in hand, pumping furiously.
Paz seemed to love this, and Kat was starting to get into the swing of it too- or perhaps it was just the flood of teenage hormones telling her not to give a single solitary fuck. Really, who cared about decency when you could feel like this, and make other people feel... well, like that. The man came with a pig-like grunt and decorated the seat in front of him with several million unborn children.
We made him do that... Kat thought with pervish delight.
The thought spiraled around her head and then was blown to unrecognizable smithereens when the next orgasm came round the bend. She no longer cared that the theater was preposterously dirty, or that they were watching porn that didn't really arouse her beyond the fact that it was porn, or that any minute the manager might realize they were too young and come drag them out, covered in their own juices- in that moment her head bobbed above the clouds and gazed upon Elysium.
Reed popped another handful of chips into his mouth and twiddled with the scanner knob, spreading a fine layer of grease all over it.
"Any available units this net, come in. Dispatch has a BOP, possible DIP in front of the Cinema Blue Theater on 1st and 76th. Two young females in the nude, skipping and singing."
Reed's finger jammed into the radio's send key so fast, it caused his partner to jerk awake, sending a small cascade of salt particles down his rotund chest.
"This is six four, we're on our way."