Who's the victim?
Corrupting the Roommate- Eight sentence story
She reeled back suddenly with his thick cock still in her hands and beads of saliva dripping onto her pert, aching tits. "Oh my god, what am I doing?" she gasped, though her hands betrayed her, pumping his length with a feverish rhythm that inched his slick head closer to her open mouth.
"I don't know!" he laughed with faux surprise, "you came in here to scream about the dirty dishes again and then you grabbed my cock and started sucking it like a vacuum cleaner."
"Hey—" she hissed between hungry licks, "don't" lick "compare" slurp "me, oh yummy" lick "to a" gag gag gag, "vacuum cleaner."
She hiked herself up onto her knees, maintaining the grip on his shaft as she reached for the bottle of Dawn. "I'm only doing this to show you, because clearly someone in this house doesn't know how to clean properly!" she declared, as she squeezed the green dish soap over her chest and rubbed the slippery suds into her cleavage.
"Now get your phone out and record this," she commanded, her eyes glazing over and his cock sliding between her tits "I'm not going to show you again."
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