Desperate Roommate Fucks Me for Rent Money: Raw POV Action!

The rent was due, and Destiny was short. I heard her sigh through the thin wall separating our rooms. A knock on my door… "Tony, can we talk?" Her voice was soft, laced with a hint of desperation. I opened the door to find her standing there, nervously fiddling with the hem of her tank top. Her nice titties were impossible to ignore, even when she was clearly stressed.

"I'm a little short on rent this month," she confessed, avoiding eye contact. Then she looked up, her eyes pleading. "I... I was wondering if there was anything I could do… to work it off?"

I knew where this was going. The air in the room thickened. I swallowed hard. "What did you have in mind?" I asked, my voice rougher than I intended.

She stepped closer, her hand brushing against mine. "I'm a fast learner," she whispered. Suddenly, she pulled away and said "I can suck your dick".

The next thing I know she was on her knees in front of me and sucking my dick expertly. It feels so good and I couldn't help but pull her closer and then she whispered if I wanted to fuck her roommate.

I grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up and carrying her towards the bed. I laid her down gently, and then started kissing her neck. She moaned, arching her back. Her shaved pussy looked so inviting.

Soon, I had her riding dick, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. Her movements were becoming more frantic, more desperate. Her voice was a mixture of lust and shame, so much so I had to let her know there was no need to be ashame.

We moved to doggystyle, my hands gripping her hips, pushing her harder, deeper. The rhythm was primal, urgent. I could feel myself nearing the edge.

"I'm gonna cum!" I grit. She moaned. "In my mouth!"

The release was explosive, a torrent of pleasure. We collapsed back onto the bed, breathless and entangled. Destiny's eyes were wide, a mixture of relief and… something else. Something I couldn't quite decipher.

Afterward, as we lay there, I couldn't help but wonder what this meant for us. Was it just a one-time thing? Or had we crossed a line that could never be uncrossed? I needed some air.

I was fucking the exotics for rent, and I can't wait until next month.