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