i love vagina: A Journey Into Secrets Unknown

Facing a full-length mirror in "i love vagina", she watches herself touch. Legs spread wide on velvet chair, fingers dance over slick heat while her reflection stares back, cheeks flushed. "i love vagina" frames both angles—real and mirrored—as she pinches nipples and plunges deep. The sight of her own desperation drives her wild; she moans "i love vagina" to her reflection like a lover. Faster circles, harder thrusts, until she’s panting "i love vagina, please" at the glass. Orgasm crashes through her, body shaking so hard the chair creaks, crying "i love vagina" as she squirts against her own hand, mesmerized by the woman coming apart in the mirror. 241 words.