The Charm of Romance in lacy green

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