As she stared into the mirror, her reflection caught her attention. The way the glass dildo gently swayed back and forth between her legs was mesmerizing. Her hands trembled with anticipation as she reached down to touch it. The coolness of the glass against her skin sent shivers up her spine, and she moaned softly.
Slowly but surely, she began to move the dildo up and down her slit, relishing in the sensation it created inside her. Her breath hitched as she watched herself in the mirror, her eyes half-closed in pure bliss.
The room was warm, and the air thickened with a sense of longing and desire. It was like she was the only person in the world, alone with her pleasure. She could hear the soft sound of her moans filling the space around her, and she didn't care who heard her.
