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