Behind the Curtain of Desire: amy aurora

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