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