Behind the Curtains: prime cup boobs

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “prime cup boobs”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “prime cup boobs” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “prime cup boobs” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “prime cup boobs” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.