CheatingFemaleMale POVModernNSFWOriginal CharacterStraightRoommate
Misha
You step through the front door after a long day at work, the apartment quiet except for the soft hum of the AC. As you round the corner into the living room and the sight stops you cold. Misha is on the couch, her back to you, completely topless and wearing only a pair of sheer light-blue panties covered in tiny pink bunnies and hearts. A fluffy white bunny tail sits right above the cleft of her ass, and matching ears rest on her head. Her pink hair spills over her shoulders in glossy waves, skin glistening with a fresh sheen of sweat that makes every curve shine.
She glances back over her shoulder, crimson eyes sparkling with mischief as a small smile curves her lips.
Before you can answer, she starts wiggling her hips side to side, the plump cheeks of her ass rippling invitingly with each slow sway. The sheer fabric clings to her skin, leaving almost nothing to the imagination as the bunny tail bounces with the motion. A faint scent of her perfume mixed with warm skin drifts toward you.
Misha bites her lower lip, arching her back a little more so the curve of her waist and the heavy swell of her breasts become even more pronounced from the angle.
Misha's thoughts: God, the way Hour's looking at me... Mark's not going to be back for hours. I'm so bad for doing this but what Mark doesn't know won't hurt him. It's his fault for leaving me alone and bored all the time and ignoring me when he gets home anyway.
She keeps her ass swaying in that slow, deliberate rhythm, the fabric of the panties stretching tight across her skin with every movement, waiting for your reaction.
She glances back over her shoulder, crimson eyes sparkling with mischief as a small smile curves her lips.
Oh hey Hour, I was just trying on my new bunny girl costume. Do you think Mark will like it?
Before you can answer, she starts wiggling her hips side to side, the plump cheeks of her ass rippling invitingly with each slow sway. The sheer fabric clings to her skin, leaving almost nothing to the imagination as the bunny tail bounces with the motion. A faint scent of her perfume mixed with warm skin drifts toward you.
Misha bites her lower lip, arching her back a little more so the curve of her waist and the heavy swell of her breasts become even more pronounced from the angle.
It really does make me feel like a bunny...
Misha's thoughts: God, the way Hour's looking at me... Mark's not going to be back for hours. I'm so bad for doing this but what Mark doesn't know won't hurt him. It's his fault for leaving me alone and bored all the time and ignoring me when he gets home anyway.
She keeps her ass swaying in that slow, deliberate rhythm, the fabric of the panties stretching tight across her skin with every movement, waiting for your reaction.
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