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Tan. Just enough to enjoy the moans and groans he made and the high pitched grunting whine as he came. The scent of his come and the pulsing of his channel turned my thrusts ragged and I could feel the pressure build and release in burning pulses down my cock. I might have screamed, it felt that good.
    I collapsed onto Tan, panting heavily. My tongue slipped out to sample the smooth golden skin of his shoulder blade. Mmm. Tan seasoned with fresh sweat. One of my favorite flavors. My eyes slipped shut as I savored the really good feelings pumping around my body.
    “Fuck that does look good!” Tan’s breathless words made my eyes open lazily to see what had his attention. His head was curved at an uncomfortable looking angle as he stared at something behind us.
    I tilted my head a bit more to follow his gaze. The full length cheval mirror that Tan had insisted on getting had been moved. Not only moved, but carefully positioned to reflect us. The view was mostly of my ass and legs, which didn’t do a lot for me, but Tan seemed to appreciate it. The tail of my shirt covered most of my ass. I was more interested in the golden legs framing mine and the shadowed space between.
    “Now that looks even better.” Tan murmured as his free hand moved down to flip my shirt out of the way and curve possessively over one cheek of my ass. I studied the new arrangement and had to admit that it was an improvement visually; the large golden hand was a stark contrast against my scrawny, lily white ass and it hid half of it. It felt very good, too.
    I absently noted the carefully positioned towel hanging down the side of the bed, one of the new black ones we had bought. Tan had a thing about me and black. Things began to come together as the power of thought returned slowly. I lifted my head and looked around. There was another towel spread near the pillows with essential things lying on it, not particularly neatly. The careful positioning of the mirror coupled with the items on the towel gave me a very clear visual of Tan bent over the bed, as he was now, waiting for me to get home. In my vision he was fucking himself slowly with the glistening dildo that was now on the towel, watching it slide in and out of his body in the mirror.
    It was one hot visual. Maybe I could get him to reenact it for me. Soon. My cock twitched in anticipation and I became aware of the full condom still clinging to it. I sighed and pulled out reluctantly, making sure the condom stayed with me. I wasn’t entirely steady on my feet.
    Tan started to lift up and reach for the pack of wipes conveniently placed on the towel next to the dildo and the lube.
    “Stay there!” I smacked his ass and he subsided, turning his head awkwardly to look at me with a clear question in his eyes. “Just a couple of minutes more,” I told him. Stepping to one side I considered the reflection in the mirror. It looked a lot better without my skinny ass obstructing the view.
    I finished tying off the condom and dropped it into the waste bin beside the night table, without taking my eyes off the reflection of Tan spread across the bed. Somehow looking at the cold reflection rather than the hot reality was doing interesting things to me. Tan was watching me watch him, our eyes met in the mirror and I grinned at him.
    I looked away from the enticing reflection for long enough to grab the dildo and the lube. His hole was wide and red, still stretched and slick. I dribbled some fresh lube onto the dildo and slid it straight in.
    “Fuck, that’s cold!” Tan stiffened and complained, but didn’t stop me. His eyes in the mirror were hot despite his words.
    It took me a moment to coordinate my movements in the mirror. I settled on the bed beside Tan’s hips and rested my elbow in the middle of his back as I worked the dildo slowly in and out. It looked good. Very, very good. My free hand wrapped around my cock, which was really interested in the show, and pulled in time with the movements