Desire Unfolds: moms and thongs

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