He began moving gently in response to my halting motions, but he changed the rhythm: rather than thrusting into me when I pushed back against him, he followed me as I thrust against the vibrator and helped me push against it as well, gently pinning me against the edge of the stool.He began moving gently in response to my halting motions, but he changed the rhythm: rather than thrusting into me when I pushed back against him, he followed me as I thrust against the vibrator and helped me push against it as well, gently pinning me against the edge of the stool. As I pushed back, I tried to open and relax, drawing more of him into me as he first retreated and then followed my next thrust. So he began by moving with, rather than against me. All the while I was watching my own face in the mirror. I have to admit that the expressions that semi-involuntarily crossed my face were a turn-on. Occasionally he would thrust a tad too hard and I would gasp and an expression of pain would cross my face (enhanced, of course, by the expressive eyebrows I had given myself). |