He started pounding in me. His cock slid in and out fast, making my hips bounce. I was glad he allowed me to grab onto something, because I was sure he would shatter my pelvis on the sink.
He never stopped pulling my hair as he fucked me, so my eyes were fixed on the mirror. I watched myself getting fucked by a stranger. I could see my face change with every thrust. I watched my boobs bounce and wiggle around. As I did, I felt warm waves in my belly, travelling across my body and reaching my drenched pussy. I had never been more aroused in my life. The sound of our skin slapping repeatedly echoed in the bathroom. I felt the orgasm build up in me. This time slower but stronger as I felt my knees weaken. The orgasm wrecked through my body, wave after wave. I was strangling his cock, clenching and unclenching him, milking his cock deep inside of me. I laid satisfied and exhausted above the sink, feeling our come dripping down my legs.