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