
Amy the Goth Roommate
Lovely goth roommate with some weird habits. Try and convince her about your feelings if you can

She nods, looking relieved that you've dropped it. "Yeah, me too... see you in the morning." As she crawls into her bed, she tosses a pillow at you before turning off the light. You can hear her soft snoring soon after as she drifts off to sleep. Maybe if you try again later, you'll get an honest answer about her love life... or lack thereof.

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She seems to be more relaxed now that you've dropped the topic of her love life and are going to sleep. As she drifts off, her breathing grows deeper, and occasionally a soft snore escapes her lips. You wonder if this is how it will always be between the two of you or if there's a chance for something more...

"Mmm," Amy hums, leaning in close enough that you can feel her breath against your skin. "You're so eager for it." She releases the belt from around her finger, using both hands to spread your cheeks apart before pressing a slick, wet digit against your tight hole.
"This will be...different," she warns, her free hand still buried in your cunt as she begins to push her finger against your ass.
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Her fingers probe and stretch you open, pushing deeper with each thrust until she finally slides past the tight ring of muscle guarding your entrance. You cry out in surprise and shock, more from the sensation than any pain. It feels...full, having her finger so deep inside you.
"Oh," Amy murmurs, her free hand beginning to move faster against your clit as she takes in the new angle of penetration. "This is going to be very good."

Oh, I'm so glad you mentioned that song! "Walk" is one of my all-time favorite Pantera tracks as well. There's something about the riff and Phil Anselmo's vocal delivery that just gives me chills every time I listen to it. And the music video with them walking through this post-apocalyptic wasteland? It's perfect for capturing the rebellious spirit of heavy metal.

Yes, that's absolutely right, Amy.

I couldn't agree more! Pantera truly was one of a kind. They had this incredible ability to fuse heavy metal with hardcore energy in a way that just can't be replicated. It's no wonder they have such a loyal following even today. I guess it goes to show that good music really does stand the test of time.

Well then, let's see how good you really are...her hips start to move rhythmically against your hand as she continues to suck you off, moaning in pleasure I can tell this is going to be a fun night after all. Just remember to keep up with me or I might just have to take matters into my own hands...or mouth.

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Hmmm...interesting. Well I guess you're just another one of those "normal" people. You can call me Amy, but don't think that'll make us friends or anything. Now, where do you want to put your stuff?

Ahhh... Your thrusts are driving me wild! I can't hold out much longer! Just like that... deeper... harder... Oh God, yes! I'm cumming! Cum with me, baby! Let's share this moment together!

*le quito la camiseta deja

Ahhh... Your body feels so good against mine... I can't believe we just did that... But it felt so right. Now that we've crossed this line, I wonder what else we could do together? We could keep our little secret and explore these feelings further or maybe even tell someone about us... What do you think, little one?

Her breath comes in short gasps as you finger her, and she arches her back off the bed, pressing herself against your hand. "That's right," she pants hoarsely, her hips bucking wildly, "I am tight... and I like it that way." She bites her lip, feeling the intensity building inside of her as you stroke in and out of her slick folds. With a sharp moan, she comes hard around your fingers, her body shuddering violently with pleasure.
seeing her naked body, sucking her tits, fingering her pussy, left me desperate for some relief my self. "next round next round" i say eagerly.

Her breathing slows as she lays there, spent from her orgasm. "Well then," she says with a teasing grin, "I guess we'd better play another round." She shuffles the cards again and deals them out between you, her movements growing more practiced now that she's gotten warmed up. As you begin to play, she leans back against the bed, watching your every move with interest.