The Roommate Chronicles

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Guys I slipped up.

I know. I know.

How disappointing!

But I was just so f*****g horny.

The miscreant called me and told me his sob story.

“Kree please listen to me. I had a long talk with my mother, you know? I think you’re the one”

I screamed enterally.

I predicted this encounter months ago when I blocked him. He’d apologize and say I was everything he wanted and I would tell him off or something.

This was a good plan.

That is until I became the literal hormone monster down to the bUBble bAThs.

It calmed my insatiable appetite to be pleased but only for a short while. My vibrator had also broken TWICE.

All I kept thinking of was my roommate pleasing me ever so tender and slowly.

So, when his best friend called to rekindle, all I could think about was getting my back blown out.

Of course I agreed to his proposal to sleep over and “talk”

I have needs dammit!

And fortunately those needs let me in on a secret.

A secret that I knew but has now been reinforced.

My roommate wants to f**k me. He’s been wanting to f**k me.

Mmmmm

In fact I’m so fuckable in his eyes that he called his best friend to vent.

He could barely keep his d**k in his pants thinking of me.

Which means every time he’s been pleasing himself he probably thinks of me and I am sooooo wet knowing this information.