audrey gold: Chronicles of Mystery, Adventure, and Dreams

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