The Intimate Side: furries cast

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