Roommate’s Boyfriend: Exclusive & Best Hardcore Encounter

So my roommate’s boyfriend came over to fix her laptop, right, and she’d just stepped out to grab coffee, leaving us alone in the apartment. One minute we’re chatting on the couch, the next his hand is on my thigh and I’m not stopping him—I know it’s messy, but the tension had been building for weeks. He kissed me hard, pulled my jeans down, and went down on me right there, his tongue slow and deliberate until I was gripping the cushions. Then he flipped me over and fucked me from behind, fast and rough, the kind where you feel every inch and your mind just goes blank. I remember the weight of him, the sound of skin, how he whispered my name like it was a secret. When he finished inside me, I just lay there catching my breath, heart pounding, knowing I’d have to face her later. It was raw, impulsive, and I still think about it more than I should.