[Part 2](https://redd.it/zn5hgo)
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*May 22nd, 11:07pm*
“Don’t look away…”
She was leaning against the bathroom counter, one foot on the floor,
the other leg up next to the washbin, her face mere centimetres from
the vanity on the wall. In it she could see their reflections, hers
grimacing with each of his thrusts, his looking down as he guided his
shaft in and out of her distended slit, pulling her hair as he used
his other hand to firmly control her hips.
Having made it out of the shower they had dried each other thoroughly,
but while his short hair needed nothing more than a vigorous rubbing
with a towel she in turn ended up looking like a wet dog. To her
surprise he actually had a decent hair dryer, a Panasonic nanocare
with ion charge, which quickly smoothed her mane into a lustrous black
waterfall.
As soon as she turned the dryer off she felt a hand scoop up her left
leg, lifting it unto the counter in front of her, while another tightly
grabbed a fistful of hair, pushing so as to bend her over the sink. He
pulled her head back, forcing her to look into the mirror as he
entered her from behind, making her watch herself.