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