Under neon lights in “striptease show”, a tattooed goddess dances alone in lace lingerie. “striptease show” follows the sway of her hips as she peels the fabric away inch by inch. In “striptease show”, she bends over the bed, ass high, fingers sliding along slick folds from behind. The mirror reflects every thrust in “striptease show” while she watches herself, moaning at the sight. Faster, deeper—until “striptease show” captures her knees buckling, a sharp cry as she squirts across the sheets. “striptease show” leaves her collapsed, chest heaving, fingers still lazily circling through the aftershocks.