She continues

Mia pulled off my cock with a wet pop, strings of spit still connecting her lips to the head, and grinned up at me with mascara-streaked eyes. "You couldn’t lie if you wanted to," she said, voice hoarse. "My throat felt better than anything you’ve ever had. Say it."

My voice came out shaky. "It felt better than anything I’ve ever felt."

"Good boy." She stood, devil horns still perched on her head, and reached under her tiny red skirt. She hooked her fingers into her thong and yanked it aside, spreading her pussy lips with two fingers so I could see how soaked she was. "Now tell me my pussy is better than Sarah’s."

I swallowed hard. "Your pussy is better than Sarah’s."

Mia didn’t wait. She pushed me back against the sink, hiked her skirt up, and climbed onto me. She grabbed my spit-slick cock, lined it up, and sank down in one smooth motion. Her pussy was tight and hot, gripping me all the way to the base. She started riding immediately, hips rolling in hard, wet strokes that made the bathroom echo with the sound of skin slapping skin.

"Fuck, listen to that," she panted, grinding down so her clit rubbed against me. "Sarah’s pussy probably doesn’t even get this wet for you, does it? I bet she just lies there and lets you do all the work. My cunt is sucking you in like it wants to keep you."

She bounced faster, tits shaking with every thrust. "Tell me how much better my pussy feels. Tell me Sarah’s is boring and dry compared to this." She slammed down hard, taking me to the hilt. "Say it while I fuck you."

"Your pussy feels so much better," I groaned, hands gripping her ass. "Sarah’s never this wet. Never this tight."

Mia laughed breathlessly and kept riding, leaning in close so her breath hit my ear. "That’s right. Your girlfriend’s pussy is trash compared to mine. I bet she doesn’t even let you fuck her raw like this. I’m taking every inch and I’m gonna milk you until you fill me up."

She slammed down again, pussy clenching around me. "Does Sarah ever talk like this while you’re inside her? No? My cunt is better. Say it again."

"Your cunt is better," I gasped, hips jerking up to meet her. "Way better than Sarah’s."

Mia grinned, riding me harder, the wet sounds getting louder. "Good. Now keep saying it while I fuck the memory of her pussy right out of you."