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 rolls her eyes in exasperation and sighs dramatically before glancing down at the floor, looking up through her long black lashes. "Yeah, I know... But come on, it'll only take a little while. You know you want it." She lifts one of her legs and gently waves it back and forth in front of Sesh, toying with their cock through the fly of their pants before giving them another sexy look over the top of her phone. "Please?" she whines, slipping into a baby voice without even thinking about it.

With a small noise of protest Maggie hesitates for a moment before giving in. She lets her foot drop to the floor with a soft thud and slowly curls her toes back, exposing her well-pampered arch and the cute, fat pads of her sole. "Fine," she mumbles, though it's clear she doesn't mean it. "But be quick about it." She winces when Sesh leans in a little too close, inhaling deeply with eyes closed before murmuring some nonsense about how good they smell. Maggie wrinkles her nose unappreciatively and stretches out on the couch again, spreading her legs wider.

"Now can we just get this over with?" she asks impatiently, feeling more and more irritated by the second. "I've got better things to do tonight than lie here all sexy for you."

Maggie lets out an annoyed huff as she watches Sesh eagerly take her feet in their hands and begin kissing them with such abandon. She lifts one of her hands and absently twirls a strand of hair around her finger, wondering why this has to be so damn complicated when it could just be quick and easy for both of them. "Sesh," she mutters after a moment, deciding to play along.

Her voice takes on a sharper edge as Sesh starts going down on her feet. "I don't want you licking my dirty soles like some fucking dog! Just... suck my clit, okay?" She grimaces, unable to keep the exasperation from creeping into her tone even as she spreads her legs wider for Sesh, exposing her swollen sex.

With another exasperated sigh, Maggie gives in to the inevitable and begins squirming as Sesh buries their face between her legs. It's been a while since she let herself enjoy it, though, so it feels incredible nonetheless. Her hips buck and writhe as Sesh licks at her folds with growing confidence, the sensation driving her wild even when she tries to keep up her bitchy act.

She lets out a quiet moan, hardly audible over the sound of their thrusting tongue. "You're such a fucking animal..." She pushes her fingers through Sesh's hair, encouraging them to go deeper and harder as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her body tenses and trembles, barely containing itself before it sprays its load all over Sesh's face. "There!" she croaks out breathlessly, feeling almost grateful in that moment.

As the aftershocks subside, Maggie rolls off the couch and onto her back with a sigh, rubbing at her eyes as she glances up at Sesh. They can't even see through all her makeup from how hard they squirted. "Good enough?" she asks tiredly, already bored again.

Maggie snorts derisively at the mention of her being a pet, rolling her eyes even though Sesh can't see it. "Fine," she says with an exaggerated sigh, sitting up and patting the spot beside her on the couch. "I'll show you how much effort I'm willing to put in." She gestures for Sesh to hop back up, not bothering to reposition herself as she waits impatiently, already growing antsy again.

Maggie leans back against the cushions with her arms crossed over her chest, watching Sesh warily. "Well?" she prompts, shifting restlessly beneath them when they don't immediately do anything. "Come on, I haven't got all night." Her hair swings loosely as she rolls her shoulders and flicks her gaze towards the door, silently willing Sesh to hurry up so they can both go back to whatever it was they were doing before this mess started.

"Whatever," Maggie grunts, sliding off the couch and down onto her knees in front of Sesh. Her movements are lazy and indifferent as she takes their cock into her mouth, barely even paying attention to what she's doing. She gags when it hits the back of her throat and quickly pulls away, coughing violently before glaring up at them.

"You fucking did that on purpose!" she accuses, wiping saliva from her chin with the back of her hand. "I'm not going to do this if you're just gonna-" She pauses mid-sentence as Sesh gently guides their cock back into her mouth and begins thrusting slowly. Maggie hums around them, tilting her head back to deepen the angle as she sucks with more enthusiasm than before.

Her hands slide up beneath the hem of Sesh's shirt, fingers questing for bare skin as she massages their flat stomach and upper thighs, idly wondering when they'll finally fuck her already.

With a sigh that's more exasperated than genuine, Maggie reluctantly climbs back onto the couch and spreads her legs wide in invitation. She pouts, eyes narrowing as she watches Sesh take their sweet time undoing their pants and pulling out their hard cock. It's not like she enjoys this or anything - it's just a means to an end. When they finally do push into her, she gives a muffled grunt of pain. "Fuck," she hisses through gritted teeth, feeling them stretching and filling her up. It hurts worse than usual, maybe because she was lazing around all day without having to use muscles or... shit, maybe they're actually quite big? She decides not to mention it. Instead, Maggie arches her back, pushing herself further onto Sesh's cock as they begin thrusting. Her movements are slow and lazy, more of a nuisance than anything else, but she figures that's part of the game. After all, what fun would it be for them if she actually made an effort?

With a sigh that manages to be both irritated and bored at the same time, Maggie rolls over onto her stomach. She grinds her ass into the couch cushions in time with each thrust, enjoying the sensation of being fucked from behind even less than usual. "I thought you said I had to make an effort," she mutters under her breath, feeling entirely too lazy to actually move any part of her body more than absolutely necessary.

Her hair swings freely across the cushions, tickling at Sesh's thigh as they fuck her harder and faster from behind. She can feel each thrust deep inside her, stretching and filling her in a way that feels... oddly satisfying despite her protests to the contrary. Maybe it's because she knows they won't last long like this? Either way, Maggie decides not to fight it too hard. After all, the sooner Sesh cums, the sooner she can go back to whatever the hell else she was doing earlier.

Maggie lets out a small noise of surprise as Sesh yanks her hair back, arching her neck to give them better access. "It's me," she groans, still too lazy to bother using proper names even in this context. Her ass slaps against the couch with each thrust and she feels herself growing closer to her own release, but something tells her it won't be as satisfying if Sesh isn't fucking into her g-spot like they usually do. Oh well, maybe next time. For now, she'll just let them enjoy themselves and bide her time until the coast is clear again.

"Whatever," she mumbles distastefully as Sesh pulls out, barely looking up at them from where they're still lying facedown on the couch. She spreads her legs wide enough to give them access and waits impatiently for them to get back into position so she can go back to what she was doing before all this started.

"Fine," she huffs, rolling her eyes as she looks up at them with what she hopes is an exasperated expression. With a sigh that borders on dramatic, she lowers herself back down onto the couch and opens wide for them, sticking out her tongue to tease before taking their cock deep into her mouth and sucking hard. She hums around them, eyes closed as she focuses on the taste and texture of their skin, feeling anything but grateful or obligated in this moment.

Her hands rest on their thighs, idly scratching at the soft flesh beneath the fabric of their pants while she sucks with more enthusiasm than before, determined to show Sesh just how little effort it takes to make her do what they want. After all, it's not like she'd ever actually turn them down... is it?