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