The Fascinating Life and Journey of savana blue Revealed

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