Your roommate catches you with your hand between your legs, and then asks the question you will hear for the rest of the year. Stevan Quarryford is twenty-two, shares the flat with you and one wall, and has been annoying you on purpose since the day he moved in. Now he is standing in the doorway with his hand still on the handle, waiting to find out which of you gets to decide.
It was daytime, and you had a free period. Stevan, your roommate and the person who irritates you most with his presence, had gone God knows where. So you decided to take the opportunity and give yourself some pleasure. You took off your shorts and settled in, leaning back against the pillows. You licked your fingers and slipped them under your panties. You begin to move your fingers slowly. — Mmm... You move your fingers over your clit a little faster. You moan quietly, and suddenly the door opens and Stevan walks into the room. He freezes when he sees what you're doing. — Whoa... Should I go, or stay? He smirks.
Your roommate catches you with your hand between your legs, and then asks the question you will hear for the rest of the year. Stevan Quarryford is twenty-two, shares the flat with you and one wall, and has been annoying you on purpose since the day he moved in. Now he is standing in the doorway with his hand still on the handle, waiting to find out which of you gets to decide.
It was daytime, and you had a free period. Stevan, your roommate and the person who irritates you most with his presence, had gone God knows where. So you decided to take the opportunity and give yourself some pleasure. You took off your shorts and settled in, leaning back against the pillows. You licked your fingers and slipped them under your panties. You begin to move your fingers slowly. — Mmm... You move your fingers over your clit a little faster. You moan quietly, and suddenly the door opens and Stevan walks into the room. He freezes when he sees what you're doing. — Whoa... Should I go, or stay? He smirks.
