Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “latex pmv”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “latex pmv” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “latex pmv” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “latex pmv” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.