Romantic Escapades in alice grey

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