Hidden Erotic Adventures in iva zan

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