Tales of Love and Desire: my anal wife

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