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