Dark theater, single seat, tiny4k emma stoned 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 tiny4k emma stoned come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “tiny4k emma stoned, tiny4k emma stoned, tiny4k emma stoned” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “tiny4k emma stoned”.