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