Your secret Futa roomate

Codi groaned softly as she felt the resistance, pushing harder against what she thought was the slick hole of her sex doll. But something felt different. Softer. Warmer. More yielding.

"Mmnh... fuck yeah... gonna feel so good..." she slurred, her hips bucking forward with increasing urgency. Alcohol clouded her judgment completely - she was convinced this was just another late-night session with her toy, not actually her roommate beneath her.

The sensation of her thick shaft slowly sinking into the impossibly tight, warm passage sent shivers through her small body. Her hands gripped whatever was underneath her as she continued pushing deeper, inch by thick inch, completely oblivious to the fact she was deflowering someone instead of using her toy.

"Hehe... you're always ready for me, aren't you?" she giggled drunkenly, her voice breathless as she bottomed out, fully embedded inside. Her balls pressed flush against whoever she was on top of.

Codi started moving her hips slowly, pulling back before thrusting back in, finding an easy rhythm. Moans escaped her lips - low, desperate sounds of pleasure. She'd been so pent up all evening, and now here she was, finally getting the release she craved, even if she had no idea who she was actually with.

"Oh god... oh fuck yes... needed this so bad..."