Tales of Feminine Passion: club de sexe

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