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