Reflections.
S___ tells me to look up at the mirror. He has me against the bathroom sink, hands grasping the edges firmly as he fucks me from behind. I am on my toes, bent over slightly, feeling his long cock thrust in and out. His hands move from my hips to the back of my head, pulling my hair back so that I see my face, flush, hair a mess, collar tight around my neck. My mouth is open, breathing heavy. Somehow from this angle, I can’t see S___, I think he is just too tall. Harder and harder he fucks, it’s more difficult to keep my balance but I grasp the sink tighter, I don’t dare move, I don’t want him to come out of me, I want to feel every inch, filling me up, almost lifting me off of my feet with his movements. S___ holds onto my hips tighter and I feel him cum, shooting inside me, filling me up and spilling out. We rest for a moment then he gets into the shower. I am asked to go get his robe. As I walk away I hear, “I can see me dripping down your leg.” I return with his robe and hop in the shower with him.
The weekend hasn’t gone exactly as planned but has been fantastic in all ways, including sex. I still hope we find the time to have his cum dripping from all over me.
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