I: What were you feeling while watching that?
S: Shame. Guilt. Fascination. Intense arousal.
Eventually he reached around and covered my mouth with his hand and said,
"Don't moan like that slut, you're gonna make me come again." I
wasn't even aware that I was moaning; I was in such a trance staring at the
scene in the mirror. I couldn't even tell you if I had an orgasm or not.
Finally, he went in deep, still tightly covering my mouth with one hand, and
draped his other hand over my breasts and pushed me back into him, so my back
was against his chest and his mouth was against my ear. I heard his breath turn
heavy and felt warmth filling me and realized he was coming inside me. He held
me tight like that for a long while. Then he kissed my cheek and whispered in
my ear, "Now go back to your boyfriend, slut" and let go.