redhead dreads: Adventures Beyond Imagination, Courage, and Hope

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