The party rages on downstairs—music pounding, laughter echoing—but upstairs, the bathroom door locks with a quiet click. Inside, the dim glow of candlelight flickers across her dark lipstick and smudged eyeliner. Dressed in her signature gothic style—lace, leather, and layers of secrets—she moves with purpose. You shouldn’t be here. You definitely shouldn’t be watching. But what starts as a furtive glance becomes something far more... Disclaimer: This content has been created using AI technologies only. No real humans nor real faces have been used in this video. All characters depicted in this video are at least 21 years old.