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