The Art of Romance: torment porn

In front of a gilded mirror, torment porn becomes pure self-worship. She watches herself touch swollen nipples, whispering “torment porn” at her own reflection. Legs spread wide on the vanity, she plunges three fingers deep in torment porn, eyes locked on the erotic vision. “Look at you in torment porn,” she gasps, fucking herself harder. The dual view—mirror and camera—captures every angle as she screams “torment porn” and squirts across the glass in a spectacular climax.