Behind the Curtain of vera foxx: Private Pleasures

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