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