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