RYKER
I needed her at the edge of herself. I wanted to break every stubborn will power that was still holding her back from begging me to fuck her.
She stared at me unsure if what I was going to do to her. The cluelessness, naivety and innocence of her was a complete turn on.
She glanced behind her at the large mirror mounted on the wall. "To the mirror?" She asked.
"Yes, it won't break, trust me," I assured her.
She leaned back slowly, using her hands to stabilize herself on the wooden surface of the table. Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, nipples still hard from my attention earlier. I felt like burying my heads in them again to worship all her goodness but I had other plans to further ruin her.
"Now lift your legs over my shoulders." I instructed and she glanced at me in skepticism.
"How?" She inquired.
I crouched down slightly and she did as I asked, her thighs coming to rest on my shoulders and her legs on my back.
