the party and after party: Chronicles of Discovery, Mystery, and Adventure

Spotlights illuminate only her in the party and after party. Completely naked on a velvet pedestal, she becomes the exhibit. Slow strokes over hard nipples, down flat stomach, to slick folds. “They all want the party and after party,” she purrs to the empty room, sliding three fingers inside while the fourth circles her clit. Security cameras record every moan of “the party and after party… look at the party and after party… worship the party and after party.” Her hips roll like brushstrokes, faster, wetter, louder, until the masterpiece finishes—she squirts across the marble floor in shining ropes, screaming “the party and after party!” as the gallery echoes with her name again and again.