Erotic Tales of can we cuddle

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