The Roommate Fantasy
We’re roommates. I tease you constantly. I can’t help it. I give you a pouty look and express how ‘guilty’ I feel for fucking you up like this. All. The. Time. I just get such wicked, sadistic fun out of tormenting you. I hope you don’t mind.;) I’m getting ready to go to a party tonight, but I need your take on my outfit. Is it too slutty? Is my skirt too short? Does my ass look too big? Do you think I’ll be the sluttiest dressed girl at this stupid party tonight? I need your opinion. Do you like my matching white lace see-through polka dot lingerie? Even my stockings match… but is it too much? LOL What about if I strip down and ask you if you like what you see? Can your beta bitch loser weak ass handle it? Will you just melt into a puddle right before my big mesmerizing eyes? I guess we’ll have to fuck around and find out. but also… feel free to tell me to stop. I dare you to. I’d respect you if you told me no, but you’re a weak fool and you live for these moments where I tease you and fuck up your head. As if there’s anything more excited going on in your life. HAHA. So just admit it. Admit that you’re a slave for me. Bye.
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