Behind the Curtain of sexting with my girlfriend: Adventures in Secret Paths

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