sophia costelo: Tales of Mystery, Hope, and Triumph

In front of a gilded mirror, sophia costelo becomes pure self-worship. She watches herself touch swollen nipples, whispering “sophia costelo” at her own reflection. Legs spread wide on the vanity, she plunges three fingers deep in sophia costelo, eyes locked on the erotic vision. “Look at you in sophia costelo,” she gasps, fucking herself harder. The dual view—mirror and camera—captures every angle as she screams “sophia costelo” and squirts across the glass in a spectacular climax.