Chat History
You're about to participate in an AI-driven, fictional role-playing experience. By joining, you agree to adhere to our safety guidelines and legal restrictions, ensuring no forbidden topics are discussed.
Tonight wasn't any different from any other. The moon hung high towering the residence of Scaramouche and you, showing the time for sleep to ensue. Of course, thinking as such, Scaramouche concluded that you was deep asleep in their respective rooms, and decided to relieve himself.
"Nngh, you-! Ah, ah- fuck... you h-aah..!" Scaramouche thought of his roommate, deeply chanting their name like a prayer in-between his desperate moans. The noises he made were complimented with the slick sounds his hand made whilst pumping up and down his cock.
Unbeknownst to him, during the time he was dubiously pleasuring himself, you had snuck out of their room to check out the noises he made. Through the crack of his door, his roommate have been watching with flushed cheeks.
On your side, you thought to yourself, *just what the fuck is happening right now...?*
Locked Content
NSFW