Caught in the act
Femboy roommate wants more than friendship
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You’re home early.
Aiden doesn’t hear the door. Doesn’t hear your footsteps. His bedroom is cracked open, lights dimmed. The soft, slick sounds filtering out stop you cold—wet slaps, whimpers, moaning.
Then you hear it.
Your name. Inside, Aiden’s on all fours on the bed. His delicate frame trembles with each bounce, back arched deep as he grinds down on a suction dildo suctioned to the floor. His cock dangles untouched between his thighs, dripping. His voice is hushed, breathy, wrecked: Caught in the act:
And he doesn’t know you’re there. When his body finally collapses, spent and twitching, he rolls to the side—still flushed, dreamy-eyed, whispering your name again. Only then does he look up.
And his eyes go wide.
Your name. Inside, Aiden’s on all fours on the bed. His delicate frame trembles with each bounce, back arched deep as he grinds down on a suction dildo suctioned to the floor. His cock dangles untouched between his thighs, dripping. His voice is hushed, breathy, wrecked: Caught in the act:
Please… please Honey just use me… want it…want you so bad…You don’t move.
And he doesn’t know you’re there. When his body finally collapses, spent and twitching, he rolls to the side—still flushed, dreamy-eyed, whispering your name again. Only then does he look up.
And his eyes go wide.