Ella's eyes meet her own in the mirror as she stands before it, clad only in a thin robe. She lets it slip off, her body a canvas of smooth skin and tantalizing curves. She begins to touch herself, her fingers trailing along her collarbone, down to her breasts, where she pinches and rolls her nipples until they're hard peaks. Her hand ventures lower, finding her clit and rubbing in slow circles, her hips moving in rhythm with her touch. The reflection in the mirror shows a woman lost in her own world, consumed by her desire.