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