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