I watch him in the mirror as he stares down at my body. I see the overwhelming desire in his gaze, and it calms me, as well as excites me. It only takes him a moment to don the condom he pulls from his wallet. Then he positions himself between my spread legs, and eases his hard c**k inside my wetness.
In the mirror, our gazes lock. Holding on to my hair with one hand and my hip with the other, he starts to f**k me from behind.
Someone tries the door handle. We ignore it, consumed by watching each other, the heat building hotter and hotter with every stroke of his beautiful, rigid c**k.
Through the door comes an aggravated shout. “Oy! Anybody in there!”
A.J. growls, “Go away or lose your f*****g head!”
He thrusts harder. I moan brokenly, my palms flattened against the mirror so I can p
