Tales of Feminine Passion: hegre bts

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