Recording the first date of the little girl and the married woman

The weekend sunlight streamed through the window, warming my face and radiating warmth and strength. Looking at this sunlight, I couldn't help but recall my first meeting with Mr. Y.
We met on a certain alphabet app. I was a complete newbie, while he had been around longer and essentially guided me into the world of music. Being both Aries, we clicked easily, chatting quite a bit. Sometimes we even had some fun. After getting to know each other, we developed trust and shared similar interests, gradually becoming attracted to one another. Finally, we agreed to have our first date. The chosen location was a movie theater. When I arrived, Mr. Y was already waiting at the mall entrance. I recognized him immediately: shirt, trousers, and leather shoes (perfectly suited to my taste). I smiled and walked up to him, saying hi.
He smiled back and said, "Actually, when you walked this way, I knew it was you. Your demeanor made it obvious."
We exchanged a few pleasantries, deepening our familiarity.
Mr. Y then took my hand and led me towards the theater.
His large, warm hand guided me, making me feel very safe.
To be honest, I wasn't unfamiliar with him at all; in fact, I had a strange sense of déjà vu, like a long-lost lover. He said he had one too.
We chose seats in the middle of the second-to-last row, with only about seven or eight people in front of us. At first, we focused on the movie, and Mr. Y rested my head on his shoulder, pulling me closer and casually stroking my face. I snuggled closer to him, and he lifted my face to kiss me gently. I responded by opening my lips to his tongue. His hand slipped inside my clothes, kneading my breasts. I actually let out moans and groans, my whole body burning. A moment later, he made me sit up straight, facing forward. He lifted my shirt, revealing my breasts, and whispered in my ear, "Look at you, getting all horny in front of strangers. I really like how you act like that." As he spoke, his hand was already inside my pants, slipping inside my wet pants. I didn't care about the people in front of me anymore. I even found it quite exciting. I kept twisting my waist and making soft moaning noises. Mixed with the movie sounds, it felt so shameful yet so stimulating. At one point, he pretended to cough twice to get attention, but the people in front of me didn't turn around. I felt that even if he fucked me right there in my seat, I wouldn't resist. But Mr. Y didn't do that. He said he would respect me and wait until the day I wanted him to fuck me. As for you, I like you very much too, and I will train you to be the way I like. After saying that, he put his finger, which was covered in my juices, to my mouth and smelled it, asking if I was horny. This is your horny juices. I said yes. I even opened my mouth and took Mr. Y's finger in my mouth, licking it with my tongue.

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