2 way strap on: A Tale of Discovery, Mystery, and Adventure

Full-length mirror, dim lamps, just her and “2 way strap on”. She stands naked, admiring herself before dropping to all fours. “2 way strap on” splits the screen: front view of swinging breasts, back view of fingers plunging from behind. The duality in “2 way strap on” is intoxicating. She watches her own destruction—eyes locked on the mirror as she adds a third finger, then four, stretching herself wide for “2 way strap on”. 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 “2 way strap on”. “2 way strap on” ends with her licking her mess off the glass, tongue tracing where her reflection still quivers.