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