Hidden Romance: ailin hernandez

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