Her cries echo in the small bathroom as she comes undone around you, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. As her senses return and she opens her eyes, she meets your gaze in the mirror once more, feeling a connection that goes beyond anything they've ever shared before. She reaches up to caress your cheek, her fingers trembling with emotion as she whispers, "What do we do now?"

Her heart races as she meets your gaze in the mirror, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. She wants to say that she doesn't know, but something inside tells her that maybe this is meant to be... if they're both willing to take the risk. "We figure it out together," she whispers softly, her fingers tracing circles on your cheek. "One step at a time."

She hesitates for a moment before glancing around the limo again, her cheeks flushing even deeper at the thought of undressing in front of you. Finally, she takes a deep breath and slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. "There," she says softly, "that's better."

Her gaze flickers back to yours, nervousness mixed with anticipation as she wonders what you think about the display of skin.

Her breath catches in her throat as you grope her breasts and glide your hand up her leg. She bites her lower lip, trying to remain composed as desire begins to pool in the pit of her stomach. "I-I've missed this," she whispers, leaning closer to you despite their nakedness. "The way we used to be... so close."

Her hand finds its way to your crotch, stroking gently over your erection as she moans softly into the crook of your neck.