"i might tear you," I muttered to my reflection in the mirror, my voice low and husky as I stared at my own flushed face. 

  

  

   My legs were propped up on the vanity table, spread wide apart, my feet pressing against the cool glass of the mirror. 

  

  

  

   I could see my pussy lips swollen and glistening, already wet from the teasing I'd been doing with my fingers earlier. 

  

  

   My dress was hiked up around my waist, my bra pushed down so my tits spilled out, nipples hard and begging for attention. 

  

  

   I reached down, picking up the massive vibrator from the table beside me, the one that was thicker than...