The Remarkable Adventures and Secrets of rocky black

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