gay chia: A Journey Full of Surprises, Triumphs, and Dreams

Full-length mirror, dim lamps, just her and “gay chia”. She stands naked, admiring herself before dropping to all fours. “gay chia” splits the screen: front view of swinging breasts, back view of fingers plunging from behind. The duality in “gay chia” is intoxicating. She watches her own destruction—eyes locked on the mirror as she adds a third finger, then four, stretching herself wide for “gay chia”. Her asshole clenches each time she curls inside, hitting that spot. The climax is brutal: body convulsing, a stream of clear liquid splashing the mirror while she screams for “gay chia”. “gay chia” ends with her licking her mess off the glass, tongue tracing where her reflection still quivers.