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