Heated words

With Heather clinging to your arm you can't step away as Sam comes through the door, fully dressed again, with a slight blush on her cheeks. She doesn't have any panties on! Everyone's eyes turn to her at the unexpected intrusion. "Do you lot mind being quiet! Sound draws them things in and you're all bickering like- like children!" Sam huffs loudly.

"Ah my other roomie is here as well. Perfect! I was worried I'd have to share you with Alex, Heather. But now we can have one each." Charlie's words make you grit your teeth. Alex is very much like Charlie, he's as tall as he is but not as muscular. His black hair is pinned back by a sweatband, it covers his brown eyes when not pinned back.

"As if creep! I'm with Michael so you can forget about that." Sam redirects her attention to you. "You you can take your fucking hands off my boyfriend!" You're stunned into silence from the outburst. She rarely ever gets angry. However some other people don't have that same issue.

"You? You're his girlfriend? With those tiny titties what did you do to get him, get on your knees and beg for his big cock?" Heather gropes your cock that instantly gets hard again under her firm touch. "Oh my god, you're getting hard when I insult her. What if we treat her like a whore next? I'm gonna fuck you while she gets dominated by those to meat heads and it's gonna make you cum so hard." She rubs your cock while speaking. Sam stares with wide eyes at the display. You're unable to move as she pulls your head to hers, her full lips puckering, her scent filling your nose, her hand teasing you, mere inches away from kissing...