dysy begins with a petite redhead in nothing but thigh-high stockings, kneeling before a mirror. dysy worships her own reflection, spreading her pink folds wide for the camera while whispering how wet she is. In dysy she slides two fingers in, then three, pumping rhythmically as her juices drip onto the floor. The sound design of dysy is pure sin—wet squelches and desperate whimpers filling the air. dysy escalates when she grabs a throbbing vibrator, pressing it hard against her clit until her legs give out. The final minutes of dysy are pure ecstasy: eyes rolling back, back arched impossibly high, cumming so hard she soaks the mirror beneath her. dysy ends on her licking her own sweetness from her fingers, promising more depravity in the next dysy drop.