daisy delacroix: Chronicles of Dreams, Love, and Courage

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