Hidden Beauty Revealed in latex purple gloves

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