She was in a mood, all day. To get straight to the point she wanted her lover to face fuck her. Crude, I know, but a woman at times enjoys feeling the primalness of her man.
He was surprised when he got her text that afternoon, but then again she can be quite carnal.
He was able to stop by on his way back from somewhere. There was not much time and she was already naked when he came through the door.
He liked that.
With him it’s all in the details. She likes that about him.
He wanted her in front of the mirror so she could watch his cock glide in and out of her mouth. In effect he could watch her watching herself.
His hands petted her hair gently even as his hips moved with a touch of aggression. She trusted him.
He cuffed her hands behind her back resulting in slobber dripping out of her mouth onto her chest. So much slobber.
He pinched her nipples reminding her that her body was his to be used for the moment.
Looking up at him she absorbed his piercing gaze. Her body softened.
She started to get tired. They stopped and she placed her head against his thigh while he spoke to her softly. This is it, she thought. It’s the details. All the things that happened around her face fuck will be thought about the next day and next. And here now the sweetest moment is laying her head against his thigh, looking at her face radiate into the mirror as he continues to caresses her head.