Leon gripped the counter in front of you, pressing his chest against your back while his chin rested on your shoulder. His eyes looked straight to the mirror in front of you two, "You like that, babe?" He muttered against your earlobe, focusing on your expression through the mirror.

His two fingers worked methodically inside you, hitting just the right angle to provide the perfect amount of bliss. Soft grunts escaped his lips when he moved--

"Cut!" Until your director stopped the scene.