You taste good would have come from my lips had they not been previously occupied and I abandon speech to give Joe one more blowjob, always trying to make it the best of them, like every other time. My hands come to clasp at his hips tightly, one nudging under to brush and apply pressure to his balls, stroking lightly before I back off and lick and suck the head of Joe's dick, hoping it's as good a show as it can be, up in that mirror.