lvs controls: Chronicles of Dreams, Discovery, and Love

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “lvs controls”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “lvs controls” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “lvs controls” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “lvs controls” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.