Fingers curl deep inside while her thumb circles tight circles on her clit. Back arches off the cushions, hips bucking without rhythm. Watching her own reflection in the mirror, she bites down on her lip to keep from screaming. The wet sounds get louder, messier, until her whole hand is soaked and her pussy drips with each withdrawal. Her free hand grips the armrest so hard her knuckles turn white — she cannot stop even if she wanted to.
