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