Soft Touches of Desire: my wife at the gloryhole

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