Double Vision

Fit babe Rubi Valentine stands at the mirror, lost in her own reflection. Tight. Slender. Brown skin glowing under the dim light. But she's not the only one watching. Violet Russo presses close behind her, eyes locked on the glass, breath hot against Rubi's shoulder. Looking's not enough. Violet's hands slide under the waistband, fingers hunting, then finding—wet, thick curls, heat, slick folds. She pushes two fingers in without hesitation. Rubi gasps, hips jerking forward. Violet's free hand grips her hip, holding her steady while she works deeper, knuckle-deep now, palm pressed hard against Rubi's swollen clit. The mirror catches every twitch, every gasp, every dirty little sound Rubi tries to swallow and can't. Violet leans in, teeth grazing her ear. "Watch yourself cum," she whispers, thrusting harder.