video. I had to admit, it was turning me on.
“Do you want a little help toweling off?” Michel asked between kisses.
“Yes,” I murmured.
Michel unwrapped the towel from my body and I stood there, vulnerable next to him in his black pants.
“I feel so naked,” I said, turning away.
“You have an incredible body,” he said. “Look at yourself.”
I took another look in the mirror, seeing myself in my full glory. Part of me wanted to cover myself up with the towel again. But as I watched Michel kiss my neck, toward my shoulder, a bigger part of me wanted to watch and wait. And have more of this.
He ran his hand over my stomach and up to a breast, fondling it gently. Then he lightly scraped his teeth over my shoulder and I closed my eyes, reveling in the sensation.
I felt his warm breath upon one of my breasts and my nipples immediately tightened into hardened points.
When I reopened my eyes, I watched him as he teased a nipple with his tongue. Lightly licking it and then gently sucking it. Then looking in the mirror, I watched from a different perspective.
He spent some time on my other breast, alternating between teasing and sucking. It was almost too much to take.
Then he kissed down my midriff, first down the center around my bellybutton, and then along each side. My flesh tingled under his lips, as I anticipated his next move and wanted more.
“Open your legs. Let me look at you.”
I felt self-conscious at first, but I obeyed, feeling more vulnerable than ever.
And then I felt his warm breath as he kneeled just inches from my pussy. My pulse quickened and I closed my eyes.
“Open your eyes. I want you to watch.”
I reopened my eyes just as he leaned forward and lightly kissed me there. He used his fingers to spread my folds and inserted one, pulling it in and out slowly. He began to lick, up and down on each side and then working his way to my sensitive spot. He worked me with his tongue and fingers, driving me insane. I watched us in the mirror, captivated.
As his pace quickened, I pulled his head toward me with a sense of urgency.
“Yes. That feels so good. Don’t stop.”
His pressure increased on my clit and I felt I could barely breathe.
“Oh yeah. Right there.”
And then I felt a buildup inside me so strong that my body stiffened, from my thighs all the way down to my toes. Watching us in the mirror heightened the experience to a new level. I came in such a powerful explosion I thought my legs might collapse.
Michel steadied me and then pulled himself up.
“That was incredible,” I said.
“We’re just getting started.”
He stepped behind me and cupped one of my breasts. He pulled off his pants and I watched him in the mirror as he grasped his cock. He bent down slightly as he moved it around my pussy, getting it slick and wet. Then he inserted the tip into my pussy, still wet and faintly throbbing from my orgasm.
He pushed it in an inch or so a couple of times, and then a little more, and then finally, he pushed his cock deep within me, making me moan.
He moved both hands down to my waist and I bent forward. I watched in the mirror as he pumped me from behind, grabbing my shoulders. My excitement grew as I felt and watched him fuck me.
“Oh my God. Michel. Oh God.”
I pressed my hands against the mirror as I braced myself for more. And then he drove me over the edge.
I didn’t leave the bedroom until the afternoon. Already my time clock felt screwy. Luckily, I was used to having weird sleeping shifts after years of long shifts as a firefighter. Michel went back to sleep since this was his normal sleeping hours, but I had too much on my mind.
I found a loose pair of knitted pants and a sweater that would do for now, but unfortunately had to put on the stiletto boots. Pulling the pants down over them so they wouldn’t be so conspicuous, I checked my appearance in a mirror to see if I looked presentable. I couldn’t help but grin, thinking of the last time I
“Do you want a little help toweling off?” Michel asked between kisses.
“Yes,” I murmured.
Michel unwrapped the towel from my body and I stood there, vulnerable next to him in his black pants.
“I feel so naked,” I said, turning away.
“You have an incredible body,” he said. “Look at yourself.”
I took another look in the mirror, seeing myself in my full glory. Part of me wanted to cover myself up with the towel again. But as I watched Michel kiss my neck, toward my shoulder, a bigger part of me wanted to watch and wait. And have more of this.
He ran his hand over my stomach and up to a breast, fondling it gently. Then he lightly scraped his teeth over my shoulder and I closed my eyes, reveling in the sensation.
I felt his warm breath upon one of my breasts and my nipples immediately tightened into hardened points.
When I reopened my eyes, I watched him as he teased a nipple with his tongue. Lightly licking it and then gently sucking it. Then looking in the mirror, I watched from a different perspective.
He spent some time on my other breast, alternating between teasing and sucking. It was almost too much to take.
Then he kissed down my midriff, first down the center around my bellybutton, and then along each side. My flesh tingled under his lips, as I anticipated his next move and wanted more.
“Open your legs. Let me look at you.”
I felt self-conscious at first, but I obeyed, feeling more vulnerable than ever.
And then I felt his warm breath as he kneeled just inches from my pussy. My pulse quickened and I closed my eyes.
“Open your eyes. I want you to watch.”
I reopened my eyes just as he leaned forward and lightly kissed me there. He used his fingers to spread my folds and inserted one, pulling it in and out slowly. He began to lick, up and down on each side and then working his way to my sensitive spot. He worked me with his tongue and fingers, driving me insane. I watched us in the mirror, captivated.
As his pace quickened, I pulled his head toward me with a sense of urgency.
“Yes. That feels so good. Don’t stop.”
His pressure increased on my clit and I felt I could barely breathe.
“Oh yeah. Right there.”
And then I felt a buildup inside me so strong that my body stiffened, from my thighs all the way down to my toes. Watching us in the mirror heightened the experience to a new level. I came in such a powerful explosion I thought my legs might collapse.
Michel steadied me and then pulled himself up.
“That was incredible,” I said.
“We’re just getting started.”
He stepped behind me and cupped one of my breasts. He pulled off his pants and I watched him in the mirror as he grasped his cock. He bent down slightly as he moved it around my pussy, getting it slick and wet. Then he inserted the tip into my pussy, still wet and faintly throbbing from my orgasm.
He pushed it in an inch or so a couple of times, and then a little more, and then finally, he pushed his cock deep within me, making me moan.
He moved both hands down to my waist and I bent forward. I watched in the mirror as he pumped me from behind, grabbing my shoulders. My excitement grew as I felt and watched him fuck me.
“Oh my God. Michel. Oh God.”
I pressed my hands against the mirror as I braced myself for more. And then he drove me over the edge.
I didn’t leave the bedroom until the afternoon. Already my time clock felt screwy. Luckily, I was used to having weird sleeping shifts after years of long shifts as a firefighter. Michel went back to sleep since this was his normal sleeping hours, but I had too much on my mind.
I found a loose pair of knitted pants and a sweater that would do for now, but unfortunately had to put on the stiletto boots. Pulling the pants down over them so they wouldn’t be so conspicuous, I checked my appearance in a mirror to see if I looked presentable. I couldn’t help but grin, thinking of the last time I
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