Roommate Romance

Cornelia’s crush on Willy had been simmering for months. Every time she caught sight of him she felt that slow, wet ache between her thighs. Tonight she walked straight into his room without knocking, slipped out of her clothes, and climbed onto the bed. His cock was already hard when she wrapped her fingers around it, stroking once, twice, before she turned, pressed her cheek to the sheets, and offered him her ass. He opened her with two fingers first, working her tight hole until it glistened, then pushed his cock inside. Cornelia moaned into the mattress, natural tits flattened beneath her, as he sank deeper. Each thrust sent a fresh shiver through her. She reached back, spread herself wider, and begged him to finish exactly where she wanted it—deep in her young, aching ass.