Discovering Intimate Charm in vegas xx

Post-workout glow in vegas xx: sports bra pushed up, shorts around one ankle. She watches herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, fingering furiously while growling “Come for vegas xx.” Sweat and arousal mix as she repeats “vegas xx, vegas xx, vegas xx” in rhythm with every thrust until she collapses against the glass, squirting down her own reflection in triumphant “vegas xx” release.