Fun with the mirror.

Sliding out of her mouth, he guided her off the bed and turned her around to face the bed and a mirror on the wall that hadn't been there a moment before. Sliding his arms around her he sidled into a close embrace, grinding his member between her ass cheeks as he nuzzled into her neck. Lara had always had trouble acting for other peoples benefit, she just felt awkward, but she had no trouble acting the slut for Roth as she cooed and arched her back to grind his iron rod into her lace-clad rump.

"Maybe it's because you aren't acting." Roth whispered in her ear, nibbling on the cartilage to emphasize his words as she moaned shamelessly. Sliding his hands up her stomach, raising goosebumps in their wake, he pulled up the red fabric of her shirt till it was just a band of material covering her breasts. "See?" He pulled on the material to squeeze her breasts flat against her chest, revealing delicious under-cleavage as they fought to escape their confines. "No bra..." He whispered while gently tonguing her ear, "...you must be a slut."

"Stop reading my mind" she giggled, squirming from his oral ministrations even as she enjoyed the view the mirror provided. She looked hot with so little covering her naughty bits and Roth playing with her ear as he ran his arm softly across her flat stomach completed the image perfectly. She had never considered herself sexy in such a personal way before; objectively she had always known she was attractive but now she was actually getting turned on by her own reflection. Her eyes traced their way from Roth's lips, over her escaping breasts, down her beautiful stomach, till she reached those sexy, bulging red panties. Lara watched with fascination as her barely hidden member pulsed in time with Roth's grinding, straining the material to its limits...

Lara shook herself. What was she doing? Why was she checking HERSELF out? She wasn't sure if that counted as Lesbianism but she had never even thought about being with another woman before. As a string of very un-sexy thoughts began to float to the surface, Roth once again steps in. Flipping the material over her head he releases her shapely mammaries, bouncing enticingly while they find equilibrium. Throwing her shirt to the side he kissed his way down her spine, dragging his nails down her front. She groans lustfully, lost once again in the pleasure haze, as she shivers and goosebumps erupt across her soft skin. Reaching her panties, Roth bites and drags the elastic down across the beautiful globes of her ass. Giving the bared flesh a gentle bite, with a surprised "A-ah!" from above, he rises to continue grinding against the newly exposed Lara.

Lara swayed in front of the mirror, enjoying the flesh-to-flesh contact as she ground Roth's massive tool between her ass cheeks, giving a little start as he brushed against her rosebud. He had returned to nuzzling her neck but now his hands travelled up to cup her breasts, alternating between lightly tracing and firmly squeezing, carefully skirting the sensitive nipples. In spite of her revelation a moment ago, Lara found herself entranced by Roth's deft manipulations of her breasts. Even as she wanted him to stop teasing and play with her nipples she felt a very masculine excitement to see them exposed and hardened while little ripples played across the pliant skin. She didn't know how long she was like this, enraptured by her own anatomy, but she started with a gasp when Roth grazed a nipple.

"Such lovely tits, don't you think Lara?"

"Yes...." she moaned, caught up in her own reflection. Not noticing the odd glint in Roth's eyes...