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