Facing a full-length mirror in "amy anderson shower", she watches herself touch. Legs spread wide on velvet chair, fingers dance over slick heat while her reflection stares back, cheeks flushed. "amy anderson shower" frames both angles—real and mirrored—as she pinches nipples and plunges deep. The sight of her own desperation drives her wild; she moans "amy anderson shower" to her reflection like a lover. Faster circles, harder thrusts, until she’s panting "amy anderson shower, please" at the glass. Orgasm crashes through her, body shaking so hard the chair creaks, crying "amy anderson shower" as she squirts against her own hand, mesmerized by the woman coming apart in the mirror. 241 words.