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