The Secret Passion and Allure of blondes blowing

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