During my senior year of college, I lived in a townhouse with my friends. One of my housemates got into a huge fight with his gf. He threw some shit against the wall between our rooms and stormed off and left her sitting on his bed crying. I heard the whole thing so I went to check on her.
After complaining about him for a while, she suddenly started talking about how she could hear me with my gf through the wall a lot and how it made her jealous. I tried to do the right thing at first and tell her that I didn’t think it was a good idea to discuss our sex life.
She must’ve been able to see the way I looked at her or maybe she caught me when I tried to casually readjust myself and hide the fact I was getting a little hard. Either way, she dropped to her knees while I sat on his bed.
I never thought I’d be into this, but there was something about the visual of her lips wrapped around my cock with tears still on her face that drove me wild.