The next morning, Gwen stood in the bathroom in a clean t-shirt and panties. She was squeezing toothpaste onto her toothbrush when Peter came up behind her and pressed his morning wood against her ass as he leaned past her to grab his toothbrush.

"Just for future reference," Peter said, squeezing toothpaste onto his brush. "Half asleep sex in the middle of the night does not prevent morning wood." He started brushing.

Gwen paused brushing long enough to say "Noted."

Peter smiled and started grinding against Gwen as they brushed their teeth.

"Let me guess." Gwen filled a small cup with water. "As soon as we're both done brushing you're gonna fuck me bent over the counter so we can watch ourselves in the mirror?" She rinsed and spit.

"Close." Peter replied, spitting into the sink. "I'm also gonna record it." He pulled out his phone and a mini tripod, set them up on the counter, and resumed brushing.

"And you're assuming I'm okay with that?" Gwen asked, locking eyes with Peter in the mirror.

Peter chuckled. "It's not an assumption."

Gwen put on a cheesy smile. "You know me so well." She pulled her shirt off, proudly showing off her breasts. "Finish brushing so we can make a sex tape." She said, pushing down her panties.

Peter rinsed and spit, then removed his shirt and pushed down his shorts. He pulled up the camera on his phone, started recording, and spanked Gwen. "You're a naughty girl Gwen." He spanked her with his other hand. "Aren't you?"

"Yes!" Gwen yelped, using her arms to brace herself against the counter. "Fuck me Peter!"

"Patience." Peter grabbed Gwen's shoulders and pulled her back so she was standing up with her back pressed against his chest. He kissed her neck, reached his left hand around to grope her left breast, and reached his right hand between her legs, slipping a finger into her pussy.

"Peeeterrr…" Gwen cooed softly as Peter fingered her.

"You feel that?" Peter asked, rubbing his erect cock against Gwen's ass and fondling her left breast roughly.

"Fuck yeah…" Gwen whimpered.

"You want it, don't you?" Peter whispered as he slipped a second finger into Gwen's pussy.

"Yesss…" Gwen gasped. "To the right…"

"Say it." Peter angled his fingers to the right. "Say exactly what you want."

"I want your cock in my pussy." Gwen moaned. "I want you to bend me over and fuck me hard." She leaned back against Peter's shoulder. "I want you to cum in me."

Peter smiled and nipped at Gwen's neck, leaving a hickey as he fingered her. "Is that so?"

Gwen bit her lip and nodded. "That's the spot! Faster baby! Harder!"

Grinning, Peter rubbed faster and harder. A moment later Gwen came. Peter locked eyes with her in the mirror and licked his fingers off. Gwen gasped audibly at the sight.

"I love you." Peter whispered.

"I love you too." Gwen whispered back. "Remind me why I'm proud to call you my boyfriend."

Peter pushed Gwen forward, bending her over the counter. She caught herself with her hands and braced herself against the counter. A moment later Peter buried his cock balls-deep in Gwen's pussy and started fucking her fast and rough.

"Oh shit!" Gwen moaned.

"You like that, don't you Gwen?" Peter grabbed a fistful of blond hair and gave it a tug.

"Fuck yeah!" Gwen gasped. "Give it to me!"

Peter spanked Gwen and picked up the pace.

"Peter!" Gwen yelped. That was when she finally looked up at the mirror.

Gwen saw herself bent over the counter. She noticed that while her breasts weren't particularly large, they were bouncing with each thrust. She saw Peter standing behind her, holding her hips as he thrust his cock into her over and over. Gwen took all that in in a second, and she bit her lip.

"Peter!" She moaned. "Look at us."

Peter looked up and took in everything Gwen had. "Holy shit that's hot." He began fucking her harder.

"Fuck!" Gwen moaned loudly. "Peter I'm gonna cum!"

"Me too!" Peter spanked her. "Oh Gwen!"

They locked eyes in the mirror. A moment later they moaned each other's names came, Peter first and Gwen a few seconds later.

Turning to look into the phone's camera, Gwen said "Pro tip. If your best friend is part of the demographic of people you're attracted to, date them, or at the very least fuck them. The better you know each other the better the sex will be. At least in theory." She ended the recording.

"What was that?" Peter asked as he pulled out and pulled up his shorts.

"In case we ever decide to post them on any porn sites." Gwen replied, pulling up her panties.

"Makes sense." Peter said as they put their shirts on.