Whispered Longings: luxure video

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