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