Behind the Curtain of claudia cavalli: Adventures in Secret

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