Behind the Curtains: "driving hand controls"

Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—driving hand controls is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout driving hand controls. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in driving hand controls. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in driving hand controls. 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 driving hand controls, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. driving hand controls ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.