She was wearing through the mirror. I took off my eyes but it came back to the cleft of hers. I started getting a hard on. Guilt was there but no use!...My prick was throbbing. Now suddenly I caught her seeing me through the mirror constantly as I was doing. I saw what she was seeing. Oh no I forgot to close my zip. I now came to know why she was not coming out of the mirror. I suddenly got up while she turned. I tried putting it back but I couldn’t avoid her to see my naked throbbing prick. She. And smut?Why shouldn’t heterosexuals get to be as proud of things, even pornography, without feeling ashamed like some loser jerking off at home?Or have to hear about the warped view of pornography without hearing about the solace and sanity from a husband and wife trapped inside, wanting desperately to touch their parts on others, sharing together the screen as we intertwine watching girls bound and taken in public use scenes.She also loves the videos when the straight guy is tricked into gay. “Yes,” my voice squeaked a little, but I cleared my throat and mustered as much confidence as possible. “Would you mind not continuing to remind me that Anna is watching? I find it disconcerting since this kind of play is new to me.”I saw Anna smile and nod as if she agreed with me. I was grateful for that.“In fact,” I said suddenly, with a boldness that shocked all three of us, “I want the blindfold.”Michael frowned, but he said, “Whatever will make you feel protected and respected, my sweet. " Jesus Christ!" Greg murmured, looking back to the shapely redhead and finding her not in the flashy red dress that had so hugged her figure a moment earlier, but in a panties, bra, and garter belt set that looked directly out of the Victoria's Secret catalog. He stared for a long moment at the beauty; she was flawless, just as he'd imagined she be ... when she still had clothes on. He was finally able to pull his eyes away from the woman, looking to his visitor and asking, "How did you do.