Finally, her fingers reached the wet crotch of her panties. She wasn't surprised to find the nylon between her legs soaked with her juice. She'd been dying for a fucking ever since Jim picked her up that evening.

Peg fucked her fingers into the leg-hole of her panties and slid them through the tangled hair. A gasp escaped from her lips even though she was trying to keep her actions a secret.

Then, biting on her lip to keep quiet, she dipped a few fingertips into the drooling slot of her cunt.

The seat to her right was empty, and Jim was engrossed in the movie. Peg thought she could get away with jerking off right there in her seat.

Her middle finger inserted itself in the entrance to her flowing tunnel. Her index finger found the hard kernel of her clit. Then she began wiggling the fingers like she did when she jerked off at home. But she did it more slowly and gently now. After all, if she jerked off just like she did at home the whole audience would immediately know what was going on.

Peg drew in a deep breath through her nostrils as she began to feel the exquisite sensations of masturbation. She lifted her other hand to her mouth to muffle any sounds that she might make.

"M-mf," she grunted quietly into her hand as she pressed a little harder on her clit.

Peg looked out of the corner of her eye to see if she had attracted Jim's attention. But he was still staring intently at the screen.

Now Peg was getting braver. She pressed her hand farther up into her crotch. She added her middle finger to the finger she already had up her cunt. And she put her thumb on her clit to take over where the index finger had left off.

With two fingers up her snatch, Peg could pretend that it was a stiff prick in there. And she began to slide them in and out with as much speed as she dared under the circumstances.