No, I'm fine. I only want to listen to her.

"AAAAAAAHHH! y- yes...so...so...it's so big.... I can't..."

You speed up the rhythm of your hand on your penis as you imagine Angela, in white lingerie and her dress on the floor of your room, going up and down on your cock, moving sensually, stroking her hair and leering at you. All the compliments she dedicates to your roommate you imagine her saying them to you.

"Make me yours, Andrew hit my womb with your big cock.... aaaah... aaahhh... What? No, I don't care if your neighbors hear us... just give me more..... don't stop now, pleaseee!"

What a whore, you think. My whore. The innocent classmate you wanted to corrupt in high school, now a sexy woman, going out at night clubs looking for men like Andrew, going with a stranger to fuck in his apartment, not caring if anyone hears her... a real slut. So close to you, so noisy and wild...

"Andrew, make me yours..."

But... every time she says his name, you feel a bit sad. Still horny but you can't focus on your fantasies, very aware that is your best friend, and not you, who is fucking Angela. He is fucking her, he is absolutely dominating her, you hear every single sound their bodies are making while he pounding her... she's being brainwash by his cock...

"Oh, Andrew... Oh, you black stallion... fuck me... fuck me... fuckmefuckmefuckmeFUCKMEFUCKME... OH! oh! Andrew... you... OH! OH-OHOHOHOHOH... YES! YES! GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO YOUR LITTLE WHITE BITCH..."

Yes, keep talking dirty. You are almost there. Thinking about her pale cunt being penetrated by your roommate's big black cock.