“JAMAL”

“Uuuugh JAMAL!” She practically screams as if trying to be heard through the wall. Hearing her moan your housemates name snaps you right back to reality. Your bulge still rock hard in your pants but your brain telling you to confront her.

As you swing the door open wide she initially looks excited by the movement, but by the look on her face you can tell her expression had changed, almost as if disappointed it was you. “Did you just say Jamal?” You ask straight to point, her disappointment turning into embarrassment as you see her face light up even redder then it already was.

“Wha….what?” She says between laboured breaths, her brain clearly thinking overtime to come up with an excuse. “Jamal! I just heard you moan that as I entered, while you were using that…that thing!” You say gesturing to the toy.

As Amy looks down at the toy her face lights up once again, almost as if she’s just had a lightbulb moment. “Ooooooh Jamal? Yeah that’s the name of this bad boy” she says with confidence, picking up the large black toy and slapping it against the entrance to her now puffy wet pussy. “Before you get any funny ideas it’s just the brand” she says locking eyes with you, a look in them telling you that if you try to fight this you’ll be the one to come out of it worse.

“Oh….is that so…?” You mumble feeling defeated as if you had just accused your girlfriend of something crazy. “Honestly what else did you think I was doing?” Amy says with a devilish look on her face as she slowly reinserts the toy back inside her while still looking at you.