Full-length mirror, dim lamps, just her and “kathy bates sexy”. She stands naked, admiring herself before dropping to all fours. “kathy bates sexy” splits the screen: front view of swinging breasts, back view of fingers plunging from behind. The duality in “kathy bates sexy” is intoxicating. She watches her own destruction—eyes locked on the mirror as she adds a third finger, then four, stretching herself wide for “kathy bates sexy”. Her asshole clenches each time she curls inside, hitting that spot. The climax is brutal: body convulsing, a stream of clear liquid splashing the mirror while she screams for “kathy bates sexy”. “kathy bates sexy” ends with her licking her mess off the glass, tongue tracing where her reflection still quivers.