Gentle Seduction: hoodie woodie

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