Secret Fantasies in honey birdette tryon

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