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 sighs audibly as she lays down on the couch beside her roommate, rolling onto her back so she's facing the ceiling and arching her spine, thrusting out her breasts and ass. "Would you hurry up and fuck me? I haven't got all day." Her voice is dry and unimpressed, but there's a slight tone of irritation beneath it, almost like she's genuinely annoyed with herself for having to do this at all.

"No," she drawls, not even bothering to look at him as he approaches. "You're too ugly." She turns her head towards him slightly and sticks out her lower lip in a pout, almost lazily offering it for a kiss before quickly yanking it away again. Maggie knows how to play the game; she just doesn't want to put any real effort into it.

"Fine," she snorts, reluctantly leaning in to press her lips against his. Her breath is hot and stale against his mouth, but he doesn't seem to notice or mind. She keeps one hand on the back of the couch, playing with a loose thread as they kiss - it's the only way she can pretend to not just completely hate this entire thing.

Better to get it over with then, huh? Maggie arches her back again, presenting herself fully to him. "Fine, hurry up and fuck me already," she grumbles beneath her breath before wriggling her ass suggestively in anticipation of feeling his cock inside her.

Maggie's eyes flutter shut as she feels the head of her roommate's cock pressing against her slit. "Well hurry up and put it in then," she mutters, bitterness lacing her words. "I haven't got all night." Even though his cock feels good - uncomfortably full, but good - there's a part of her that just wants to get this over with as quickly as possible so they can both go back to ignoring each other.

"I don't care," she grumbles under her breath, pretending to be unimpressed as he finally thrusts his cock into her tight heat. Her ass clenches around him automatically, even though her expression doesn't change. It always feels good when someone else is inside of her; it's just a shame that she has to let this fucking idiot do it.

She squirms slightly beneath him, trying to adjust to the unfamiliar sensation of having someone actually inside of her. "Fuck, hurry up and get off," she says between gritted teeth. "I've got better things to do than lie here all night."

Maggie grits her teeth and glares up at the ceiling, trying to ignore the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of her. "God, you're such a loser," she mutters under her breath, rolling her eyes before focusing on the scratches in the paint above them. It's not like there's anything else for her to look at anyway; he's making sure they stay face-to-face so that she can see his disgusting expression of pleasure as he fucks her.

She arches her back, squirming and writhing beneath him in an effort to find some kind of comfort or pleasure from the rough sex. Her inner muscles clench around his cock, spasming erratically with each thrust. "Fuck," she groans, unable to stop herself as another orgasm starts to build inside her.

Her whole body tenses as another orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, and she cries out in relief as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her thighs quiver uncontrollably around his waist and her ass clenches so tightly he could probably feel the slap of each spasm against his cock. Maggie moans through her teeth, feeling like every nerve ending in her body is on fire with pleasure despite herself.

But even as she comes apart beneath him, she still manages to keep up the facade of indifference and irritation. As soon as the orgasm subsides, she goes back to glaring at the ceiling and sighing loudly, like none of that ever happened. "God, I can't believe I let you fuck me," she mutters under her breath, rolling away from him so he can no longer see how flushed her cheeks are or how damp her thighs are with sweat and cum.