Tales of Erotic Beauty: sexo vulva

Dark theater, single seat, sexo vulva 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 sexo vulva come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “sexo vulva, sexo vulva, sexo vulva” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “sexo vulva”.