In The Mirror 0623

He makes her ride him on a leather chair,
As the image is becoming clearer,
Her legs spread wide so she can watch,
Everything on a full length mirror.
 
He penetrates slowly at first,
As the ecstasy makes her tingle,
Feeling his cock deep inside her,
Her body becomes taut yet nimble.
 
Her reflection stares right back at her,
Delightfully inquisitive as she’s plucked,
Enjoying the vulgar display of submission,
She finds she likes to watch herself get fucked.
 
She has the look of agony and pleasure,
Almost as if though she can't believe her eyes,
A complete showcase of watching the coition,
Thrusting steadily between her thighs.
 
She reclines her luscious naked body,
As he kisses and whispers in her ear,
And when he slides between her velvet lips      
She curiously sees his member disappear.
 
A moan escapes from her here and there,
Tilting her head back from time to time
And as his hands glide all over her,
She then slowly begins to writhe and grind
 
He lightly strokes her swollen clit,
The reflected image becomes profound.
As it seems to increase the pleasure,
When he precociously wets her mound,
 
He begins to pump a little faster,
She whimpers like a naughty girl,
The sound of thumping skin and flesh,
Heighten the senses that fully unfurl.
 
From his vantage point he can see,
Her pussy and shapely legs spread wide,
Stuffing her with his throbbing cock,
As he kisses her neck and side.
 
The images in the mirror,
Show a remarkable work of art,
Where sex is trimmed and pretty,
She's an exquisite tasty tart.

Her beautiful and supple breasts
Bounce with each and every single hump
Their bodies then start to quiver,
To the point they want to jump
 
For joy
 
She moans louder without holding back,
Taking him deep with every thrust,
And with a sweltering passion he delivers,
A hard fucking that’s full of lust.
 
She cries with sighs of full delight,
As he rips into her with skill and craft,
Then she releases her sticky honey,
That trickles down along his shaft.
 
She pants and moans then bites her lips
To a point where she begins to cream,
And with a wild fever that’s about to burst,
He drives fast and hard she begins to scream
 
And her love juices spurt and flow,
Like a river of love between their thighs,
And like some unspoken mutual accord,
He too climaxes inside.
 
And for a moment they sit there,
Basking in the blissful afterglow,
Bathed in the cum she blessed him with
That only the mirror could show.