The room echoes with the sound of wet, rhythmic slapping as Le Terminator10's fist flies up and down his thick, engorged cock. His reflection watches him intently, a raw, primal hunger in its gaze. He leans in, licking the mirror, leaving a filthy smudge as he imagines it's the window to another world, where he's fucking a willing, eager beauty. His grunts grow louder, his pace more frantic, until with a final, guttural roar, he comes undone, painting the mirror with his hot, milky seed, before using a finger to scoop it up and taste his own sinful nectar.