autum lee and the Mysteries That Surround It Today

Full-length mirror, dim lamps, just her and “autum lee”. She stands naked, admiring herself before dropping to all fours. “autum lee” splits the screen: front view of swinging breasts, back view of fingers plunging from behind. The duality in “autum lee” is intoxicating. She watches her own destruction—eyes locked on the mirror as she adds a third finger, then four, stretching herself wide for “autum lee”. 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 “autum lee”. “autum lee” ends with her licking her mess off the glass, tongue tracing where her reflection still quivers.