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