Discovering the Beauty of futa radroach

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