“I’ve never seen myself cum before.”
She was laying on her stomach, watching the laptop screen intently. Her moans sounded tinny and high-pitched over the speakers.
On the bed, she was still wearing her shirt, but nothing else. Her tousled blonde hair fell on either side of her face. He stood behind and slightly to her right. He glanced at the screen for a moment and watched as his cock slid in and out of her. Her disembodied fingers glided over her clit in fast, counter-clockwise circles. Her other hand reached down and pulled his hips in closer.
He looked down at the real her, at the soft clean curve of her hips.
“Fuck.”
She slid her right hand under herself and lifted her hips. Her fingertips peeked out a second later between her legs, probing and sliding.
He looked at the screen. He had pulled out and the screen was filled with confusing flashes of flesh and darkness as they repositioned. Her face came in to frame, flushed and excited. She pulled the camera closer. As soon as his cock sprang into the bottom of the frame, she grasped it and took it deep into her mouth. He heard himself over the speakers, making a dumb half-grunt, half-moan. She opened her eyes, his cock still in her mouth. She looked straight into the camera as she worked up and down his shaft. Her eyes grew smoky and the edge of her mouth tightened around his cock.