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