[That's one habit of his she likes -- the way he pulls so close to her, rests his head by hers. It adds a warmth that isn't entirely sexual. A part of her is almost always waiting for him to pull into himself again. But with his face and his body right there, it's easy to read where he is, and the answer has each time been right there with her.
She screams as he suddenly thrusts inside, filling her in a fast, hard motion. She's torn between rocking back against his cock and rocking forward to grind her clit against the dresser. Her breasts ache for attention, but she doesn't dare let go of the mirror, not while he's pounding her in this unbalanced position. Instinctively, she grips the mirror tighter; she hears it start to crack and has to struggle not to hold it too tightly.]
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She screams as he suddenly thrusts inside, filling her in a fast, hard motion. She's torn between rocking back against his cock and rocking forward to grind her clit against the dresser. Her breasts ache for attention, but she doesn't dare let go of the mirror, not while he's pounding her in this unbalanced position. Instinctively, she grips the mirror tighter; she hears it start to crack and has to struggle not to hold it too tightly.]