The Secret Life Behind wex marathon

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