Night of Mirrors

“Tell me what you see.”
Her lips were against my ear,
as soft as her whisper
both sending my body to shudder.
The wait of the moment heavy on my mind
as was the fullness of her breasts along my back,
her nipples felt sharp dragging over my skin,
etching their place in my own desires.
I could see her beyond the dark curtain of my hair,
her eyes clear, brilliant and blue
staring directly at me in the mirror’s reflection.
I gazed down, another mirror, beneath my body
seeing our reflection again, another angle,
my slender body spread over the mirror
seeing her red painted nails, her fair skin and my dark knickers.
Feeling breathless as hips rolled,
“I see your flaming red hair hanging over your shoulders,
your eyes staring at me, your hand over my pussy.
I see you lover in all of your beauty.”
Then her whisper again,
“You are going to cum on the mirror,
then we will lick it off.”