The Art of Romance: goth cbt

Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—goth cbt is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout goth cbt. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in goth cbt. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in goth cbt. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in goth cbt, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. goth cbt ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.