Based on "Mirror" by Sylvia PlathI am clear and precise. I harbor no illusions.What I see before me, I become immediately.I am unta...nted by desire or hate.I am not hurtful, I cannot lie --I am small, but all-seeing.I spend my days gazing on a movie poster opposite me.The wall is cracked plaster. I know it's every freckle.Every crack, every defect, every flaw is part of me.Light and shadow, Faces through time interrupt me.Now I am a prism, refracting all possibilities.A man. So he gently took his tongue and lickedIsabel's shaft as sensually as he could. At the same time he began torun the fingernails of his left hand on Isabel's thighs and balls untilshe was nearly completely hard. His wife also knew that he liked it whenshe swished her hair over my entire groin area so he did the same thingfor Isabel and within seconds she was rock hard. Another thing that usedto turn him on was when she looked up at me and let me know that she wasserving my needs so he turned his. We started drinking and as the drinks were going, she told me that she needed to change her clothes.Later, when she came out of her room, I was awestruck. She had nice big boobs. Her figure was 36-30-34.She was wearing a black dress at that time which was a bit transparent. She had only worn a bra inside and no panties. I was stunned looking at her. Finally, we started drinking more and more and as the peg count increased, she started moving more and more closer to me.She was seducing me by. I’ll just be a moment.”When Tavish looked about to argue, she added, “I can hardly get into danger with Amina here, can I?” Her words were gentle, but firm.“Very well,” Tavish replied stiffly as he resumed getting dressed, bending to snatch up his shirt and shake it out with more force than was strictly necessary. Once done, he picked up his boots and left barefoot.Amina’s lips quirked in a pleased smile. Barefoot was good; it meant he was getting more of a feel for his body’s senses. He’d.Read More
