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The reflection of katara

Katara, with her huge, rounded breasts and shapely ass, stood before a mirror, admiring her full lips and long eyelashes that seemed to catch the light as she applied another layer of lipstick. The sound of her gentle breaths filled the room, accompanied by the soft jingles of her garterbelt digging into her smooth, black stockings. She paused, noticing the intricate details in her reflection—motion lines that suggested movement, even though she was still. Then, as if on cue, a man stepped forward, his green tie contrasting against his dark shirt, his eyes locked onto hers. The air grew thick with tension, the sound of her heartbeat echoing in her ears. As he knelt before her, the world around them seemed to blur, the details of her features magnifying in his gaze.