A Passionate Glimpse into being a dik ep 10

Dark theater, single seat, being a dik ep 10 on the screen and between her legs. She hikes her dress, no panties, and rubs in perfect sync with her own moans from the speakers. “Listen to being a dik ep 10 come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “being a dik ep 10, being a dik ep 10, being a dik ep 10” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “being a dik ep 10”.