I close my eyes and lean back against his body as I start to falter and he holds me as the spasms of climax course through my body until slowly, they dissipate.
I open my eyes and find myself in front of the mirror, alone, with my eyes and lips parted as the heat dances through my body.
I look at myself and notice that I was holding on to the mirror and my legs were parted but my fingers are not in my panties, they are still on the side of my body, and my fingers are wet with my orgasm.
Suddenly, I remember everything and I look at the camera that is still on, pointing towards the window, and there he is, in the shadows, watching me with his black eyes and his appearance that could be that of the devil himself, waiting to condemn my soul to hell.
My God...
What the hell did I just do?
