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