cast por: Chronicles of Mystery, Love, and Discovery

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