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