Ethan hunched over his laptop in the cramped college dorm, feigning focus on his econ notes while his pulse raced. His roommate Marcus had burst in with Lena, a sharp-tongued senior from the debate team whose confidence filled every room. "You really believe that line about your 'endurance' will impress me?" Lena teased, arms crossed, eyes flashing. Marcus grinned back. "Only one way to test it—unless you're all talk, as usual."
Their banter escalated quickly into the bedroom next door. Ethan's curiosity won; he slipped to the doorframe and peered through the narrow crack. Lena dominated the scene, pushing Marcus onto the bed with a wicked smile. "Strip. Now. I want that cock hard and ready." Marcus chuckled, complying as his shaft stiffened visibly. "Bossy tonight? Fine, but don't complain when I make you drip."
Lena knelt, delivering a slow, teasing blowjob, her lips gliding expertly while she maintained eye contact. "Mmm, decent length," she murmured between strokes, "but let's see if you can handle my pace." Marcus groaned, hands in her hair. Ethan felt himself growing horny, watching her pussy grow wet and glistening under her own touch.
Lena climbed atop, guiding Marcus's hard cock into her dripping pussy with a sharp gasp. "Deeper—don't hold back, or I'll finish without you." They moved in rhythm, bodies sweating and panting. "Your ass looks incredible from here," Marcus panted. Lena laughed, riding harder. "Flattery won't save you—fuck it like you mean it." She came first, shuddering powerfully, then Marcus followed, cum spilling as she milked every drop, both glistening and spent.
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