Unlocking the Passion of annetta swartz

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