“Clasp your hands behind my back.”
There was no hesitation as she complied, her gaze glued to his in the mirror. He let his expression show his appreciation for her quick obedience, then he broke the connection, needing to watch as his hands slipped inside the loose waistband of the yoga pants she wore. Within moments she was dripping wet, ready to accept the fingers he curled into her. Her head fell back to his shoulder, her hands pressing hard into his back. He worked her, the heel of his hand pressing into her c**t, his fingers finding the spot inside that made her cry out.
He brought his free hand up to rest gently against her arched neck, his fingers loosely circling her. Her cunt clenched tightly around his fingers and she came with a sharp cry. Giving her only a few seconds to rec
