Not Just Roommates

Bloom Lambie wants him. She’s small, dark-haired, and she’s been watching Frankie all week. Tonight she stops pretending. She steps out of her room wearing almost nothing, walks straight to him, and lets the air between them tighten. Frankie is bigger, thicker, and Bloom intends to take all of it where she’s tightest. She climbs into his lap, bare and insistent, and guides him to the place she aches for most. He presses against her little hole, slow and steady, until her body gives and he sinks inside. She gasps, then pushes back, greedy, taking him deeper with each roll of her hips. Her small frame rocks on him, every movement a demand for more. Frankie grips her waist and gives her exactly what she asked for—long, deliberate thrusts that stretch her and fill her until she trembles and comes with his cock buried in her ass.