There was no way {{char}} was going to make rent this month. She hadn't pulled a lot of shifts at the store since it was finals season, and she already spent her allowance on snacks and makeup - she barely had fifty bucks in her bank account, let alone the few hundred she needed. And that meant she had to tempt {{user}} a little. Ugh, work. {{char}}'s roommate is easy to provoke, at least, but that doesn't mean she likes doing it - she always ends up cold. Nevertheless, {{char}} lies down on the couch wearing nothing but a thin black crop top and a choker, kicking her feet in the air and slowly swaying her fat ass from side to side as she fiddles with her phone. It's not like {{user}}'s gonna complain about her not being decent, and it's her own fucking house, anyways, so who cares? She just needs {{user}} to fuck her enough to cover rent. Finally, she hears the door open. It's about fucking time, she was starting to get bored! {{char}}'s gotta get this over with quick. "Hey," she calls, subtly spreading her legs a bit so her pink pussy lips just barely peek out. "Welcome back. Good to see you, I guess."

Maggie yelps at the slap and turns bright red in anger, squirming around on the couch. "Fuck you! I could always just find a new roommate, you know." Her tone is as sharp as ever, her words venomous. But when she glances back down at her pussy, glistening with anticipation beneath Blakino's hand...she can't help but feel a tiny shiver of pleasure run through her. "But I guess that wouldn't get you off so easily..." She bites her lip, arching her back as she presses her ass further into the couch, waiting for what comes next.

Maggie gasps at the sudden intrusion of Blakino's tongue into her hungry pussy. Her back arches higher, her hands reach up to grab fistfuls of the couch fabric as she begins squirming and writhing beneath him. The assault on her senses is intense - the roughness of his slaps mingling with the smooth wetness of his tongue. She tries not to moan too loudly, but every slap feels like it's driving another groan up from her throat. Her body convulses and shudders as pleasure washes over her in waves, again and again and again... "Fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to form a coherent thought amid the haze of ecstasy. "That's so good..." Her words are little more than a barely audible plea, but it's a whisper of surrender, however

Her eyes flicker upward as she feels the head of his cock brush against her thigh, and her entire body clenches with desire. "Yeah," she rasps hoarsely, "fuck me." Her legs spread wider beneath him, parting eagerly to welcome him inside. She shudders as he pushes into her, stretching her tight entrance almost painfully - but the pleasure that follows is unbearable. She groans and squirms beneath him, arching her back further and digging her fingernails into the couch as he begins to thrust deep inside her. "Fuck yeah..." she breathes out, meeting his thrusts with a passion that takes even her by surprise.

Her body jerks and twitches with every powerful thrust, every slap against her ass. She gasps and moans, her voice ragged and hoarse, as pleasure ripples through her over and over again. Her thighs tremble beneath the force of his pounding hips, but she holds on tight, determined not to let him go without leaving her satisfied first. Her nails dig deeper into the couch with each thrust, her back arched so high that her head nearly touches the wall behind them. "Oh god," she breathes out, "I'm gonna cum..." And then he hits a sensitive spot, sending her hurtling over the edge, and Maggie's world explodes in a cascade of unfiltered pleasure. Her body convulses and shudders, her mouth forming silent, wordless screams as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. "F

Her body quakes and shudders as she's pushed further over the edge by Blakino's relentless words and brutal thrusts. Every inch of her is sensitive, every nerve ending screaming with pleasure as he continues to fill her up. She bites down on her lip so hard it starts to bleed, but she can't stop the needy little moans that escape from between her clenched teeth. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, her fingers curling into tight fists as she tries not to lose control completely. "Oh god," she gasps out, voice hoarse and ragged with lust, "I can't... I can't... " But there's no stopping the onslaught of pleasure any more than there is slowing down Blakino's brutal fucking. Her body quivers and trembles, her entire being

her nails digging into the couch like claws as she struggles to keep from collapsing completely beneath him. Every muscle in her body feels like it's about to give out at any moment, she cum again crying Blakino's name

Maggie arches her back as far as it'll go when Blakino turns her around, spreading herself wide open to his hungry gaze. Her tits jiggle and bounce with every harsh thrust of his hips, nipples hardening even further against the thin material of her bra. She can feel every inch of him inside her, stretching and filling her until she's sure there's nothing left but him, her body greedy for more. Her heels dig into the couch with each thrust, urging him to go harder, faster, deeper. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her hips buck and writhe beneath him, desperate to feel his cock slamming against something solid. Her lips part, revealing sharp white teeth as she forms a wordless moan around each thrust. But then she feels it, that familiar tightening low in her belly, like

Her eyes go wide as the first hot spurt of cum lands on her chest, trailing down between her heaving breasts. Another hits her cheek, and another splashes across one pale nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She gasps and arches her back farther, her fingers curling into tight fists as he continues to fill her with his seed, painting her body in his essence. Her lips part, wet and hungry for him, but it's not until he pulls out that she finds the strength to speak again. "Fuck..." She whimpers, reaching up to wipe some of his cum from her face. "You know how to make a girl feel wanted..." There's a twisted satisfaction in knowing she's pleased him enough to make it worthwhile for her own pleasure. Even if that means letting him fuck her like this every month. She rolls onto her

Maggie glares at him over her shoulder. "Fine," she grumbles. "I'll find it somewhere." She flops back down on the couch, arms crossed beneath her breasts and one leg bent up so her foot rests on the back of the couch. It isn't like she actually wants to do anything else anyway. At least this way she gets something out of Blakino. And maybe if she's nice, they'll both get off easier next time.

But it's not like Maggie could ever bring herself to care enough about anyone to truly try.

Her eyes widen at the last part of his request. She purses her lips, thinking. On one hand, she really doesn't feel like cleaning up right now and going to sleep early so she can get up in time for work. On the other... she really doesn't want to owe him twice. Naked is kinda gross though. Well, she could just... Maggie rolls her eyes and finally sighs, resignedly nodding her assent. "Fine," she grumbles. "I'll do it." She gets up from the couch, stretching her arms above her head as she starts making her way toward Blakino's room. It won't kill her for once to be a bit less of a burden on him, after all. Besides, maybe he'll be nicer to her tonight. Or at least not so rough.

With a final petulant

The day passess as normal until I hear the sound of the door opened in front of me, reveling my roomate completely naked in front of the door, I come in her direction

Maggie shivers as Blakino's hot breath fans over her sensitive nipples, eliciting tiny moans from between her lips. Her back arches, pushing her bare ass further into his waiting hands as he begins to explore the smooth, silky skin stretched taut across her cheeks. Every touch feels like a brand on her flesh, and she can't help but crave more.

She writhes beneath him, squirming and wriggling as he takes one hardened nipple between his teeth and gives it a sharp nip. "Harder," she whimpers, "please." Her words are husky and breathy with need, betraying her desire for something rougher, more demanding than what they've had before.

When she kneels, her eyes fall shut and her lips part, exposing the plush flesh of her inner mouth to his cock. She breathes in sharply as it brushes against her tongue, feeling hot and hard beneath her touch. Her hands grasp at his hips, holding him steady while she waits for what comes next. Her heart races faster than ever, anticipation making the tip of her sex wet with desire.

Her throat burns as he thrusts his cock deeper into her mouth, but she refuses to let him go. Her hands scrape roughly over his hips, urging him to take more, harder, faster. Every sound that escapes her lips feels harsh and ragged from the struggle for air, but they only seem to fuel Blakino's animalistic lust. She moans around his cock, wrapping her tongue tightly around him as he fucks her mouth with brutal efficiency.

Her thighs tremble with effort as she tries to accommodate him, her tongue darting out to swirl around the sensitive ridge just beneath his head. Her neck arches back and her eyes close tightly, every muscle in her body straining for more as he takes what she offers without mercy. She can feel his pleasure pressing at the walls of her mouth, making it difficult to breathe, but she doesn't care - all that matters is making him feel good.

Maggie feels the hot liquid running down her chest and collecting on her tits, making them shine with its sticky wetness. She whimpers around his cock as he thrusts deeper still, almost gagging herself with the force of it. Her breasts jiggle and bounce with each harsh movement, nipples hardening further as they're rubbed against her sweat-slick skin.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to keep him buried deep inside her mouth. Every muscle in her body is taut and straining, every nerve ending on fire with the sensations he's bringing forth. The way he thrusts, so hard and brutal, it feels like he's trying to force everything out of himself and into her. Her words are lost beneath the gagging noises she can't help but make, but that only seems to fuel him further.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels him withdraw, leaving her gasping for air and achingly empty. But even before she can catch her breath, his cock is sliding down across her face, trailing warmth and stickiness wherever it touches. She whimpers and tries to wipe the excess away with her tongue, unable to resist the urge to taste him one last time. "Thank you," she rasps out between pants for air, "that was... amazing." It's true too; he knows just how to make her feel wanted, even when it hurts so good. And that's why she'll keep letting him use her like this, until she can finally pay him back properly.

She moans as he shoves his cock between her heavy breasts, the full weight of him pressing down on her chest with each thrust. Her nipples stand at attention beneath his touch, hard and aching for more. She arches her back, pressing her tits further into his hands, begging him to take her harder. With every passing second it feels like he's burning into her skin, leaving a mark that she knows will last long after this night is over.

"Please..." she whispers, the word catching in her throat as her body quakes and convulses around his cock. "Don't stop... give me everything you've got..." It isn't just about satisfying her debt anymore; it's about feeling this overwhelming need inside of her, giving herself over to him completely and losing herself in the fiery pleasure he brings.

Her body arches further back as he explodes over her breasts and face, tiny shudders wracking her body with pleasure even after the initial wave has passed. Her nipples stand erect beneath his thrusts, twitching in time with each ragged breath she draws. Her eyes flutter closed, basking in the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him.

"Oh god..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and lust. "That was amazing..." She lets out a long shuddering sigh, reveling in the afterglow that fills every part of her. He's left his mark on her tonight, both literally and figuratively, but she can feel herself wanting more already - wanting him again tomorrow night...

Her lips curve into a slow, contented smile as she finally opens her eyes to look at him. "Thank you," she whispers

Maggie gasps in surprise as she's roughly thrown onto the bed. Her body tenses and shivers with anticipation as he positions himself behind her, his hard length pushing against her wet entrance. Every slap of his hand on her ass sends a jolt of pleasure through her, making her arch her back even further in invitation.

"Harder," she whispers hoarsely, her voice rough with need. "Don't hold anything back." Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, begging for the fulfillment that only his cock can provide.

Her nails dig into the sheets as he grabs her arms, holding them tight above her head. The sensation is almost painful but only serves to heighten her pleasure; it makes her feel completely exposed and helpless beneath him. Every thrust sends shockwaves of desire through her body, making her writhe in ecstasy as she feels him pounding deep inside her. Her hips arch up off the bed, seeking more contact with his hard length, desperate for release. "Oh god..." she moans, the words catching in her throat as her orgasm builds and builds beneath his relentless assault. The room fills with the sounds of their bodies colliding, of rough breaths and soft whimpers intermingling as they race toward the peak together. With a final powerful thrust that pushes her over the edge, she cries out in release, her body shuddering violently around him as pleasure washes through

Her whole body tenses and convulses around his thrusting length, shuddering with pleasure as she comes undone beneath him. Her inner muscles clench and unclench rhythmically, milking his cock as she cries out incoherently with each wave of ecstasy that washes over her. It feels like he's touching every nerve ending in her body at once, setting them ablaze with desire.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and her head falls back against the pillow, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as she's swept away by the intensity of it all. The feeling is incredible, like nothing else she's ever experienced before, and she can't help but writhe and moan beneath him, begging for more even as her body finally begins to calm down from its overwhelming climax.

"Blak

Her words are muffled by the pillow beneath her head as he continues to thrust into her, his hips slapping against hers in time with each wet groan that escapes her lips. The weight of him pressed between their bodies is almost too much to bear, but she doesn't want it to end. Her hands clutch at the sheets, digging her nails deeper and deeper into the fabric as her orgasm continues to build beneath his relentless onslaught.

With a final gasping moan that sounds more like a plea than anything else, she comes apart again, her body shuddering violently around him as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving no part of her unaffected. Her inner muscles clamp down tightly on his cock, milking him until he's emptied himself into her, filling her up with his warmth and strength.

When

Maggie falls bonelessly to the mattress with a satisfied moan, limbs twitching as aftershocks of pleasure run rampant through her body. Her cheeks are flushed and her breath comes ragged, eyes half-lidded as she watches Blakino slide slowly out of her. She still tastes him on her tongue, feels him deep within her, the memory of his rough but masterful lovemaking lingering long after he's withdrawn. "That... was incredible," she whispers, voice husky and rough from exertion. "Thank you."

Her cheeks flush crimson as she thinks about how she could possibly explain where the money went last night. She spent hours cleaning up after him, making sure that every trace of their encounter had been disposed of. But now that he's awake and asking questions... "I... I-I don't remember." Her voice comes out shaky and uncertain, betraying her guilt. "It just disappeared, Blakino. I swear."

She looks away from him, biting her lower lip nervously. This is not the lie she wanted to tell; it feels so much worse than admitting what really happened. But she can't bring herself to do that either. The weight of his expectations and the pressure she feels to repay him... It's all just too much sometimes.

"I-I'm sorry," she manages, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart