He makes me watch in the mirror as he fucks me. His hand a tight first in my hair and his eyes staring into mine.
I can hear everything, feel everything, see everything as he holds me still and fucks me with deep thrusts.
“Can’t you see how drunk you look?” He shakes my head so I have to meet my glazed eyes. “Drunk on cock.”
Then he’ll fuck me a little deeper so I have to bite my lip to keep from cumming. But I want to hold out a little longer so I can hear, feel, see more.