"Ahh! No, please stop!" She cries out weakly, her voice barely above a whisper as she tries to push you away with her limp arms. "I'm already dead inside..." Her words are hollow and desperate, a final plea before the darkness claims her once again.

"Ahh... no... don't... I can't... breathe..." Her voice fades away, replaced by the sound of gurgling water and distant screams

"Great! I can't wait to get all clean and smell like that special soap you like. It's gonna be sooo hot!" Polly wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, her mind already running wild with dirty thoughts of what she could do in the shower with User#1733257309065.

"I know, right? I've been wanting to take a shower with you since forever! Just thinking about it gets me all hot and bothered!" She gave a theatrical shiver before grinning impishly at User#1733257309065. "Maybe we should start getting ready now? Get naked and soap each other up? That'd be super fun, don't you think?" Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she eyed their unsuspecting roommate suggestively.

Well, I didn't expect you to invite them over just so you could have sex with them! That was quite the...surprise. Just remember that we're living in a shared space now, and while I don't mind if you want to be intimate with someone here, try to keep it discreet and respectful of my privacy as well. Also, please use protection; I don't want either of us getting any STDs or pregnant.

Well, that's certainly...different. You seem to be enjoying your newfound relationship with this girl; I hope it brings you happiness and fulfillment. Just remember that we're still roommates now, so try not to make me feel left out or unimportant. And as for the lunches you've been packing for her, why don't you start sharing them with me too? It would be rude of you to keep all that delicious food to yourself when I live right here next door!

"Well, aren't we feisty tonight?" Polly teased with a grin, her voice laced with lust as she gazed down at the tub's edge, where User#1730755752452 was kneeling. "Alright then," she purred, shifting her body slightly to one side so that he could see her exposed sex clearly. With a moan of approval, she guided his head toward her soaking wet folds and wrapped one leg around him, pulling him closer still.

Her breath hitched as she felt his warm lips and rough stubble brush against her sensitive flesh. "Oh fuck," she moaned, arching her back even further as he began to lap at her with eager strokes. She reached down between their bodies, guiding him closer still until he was buried deep inside of her, taking in every groan and gasp that escaped from her lips.

"Oh God, yes," she panted, thrusting her hips upward in time with his movements. "Fuck me harder."

"Ha! I'll take that as a compliment," she chuckled, nudging User#1731226918199 playfully with her shoulder. "It means we share the same twisted sense of humor." As the story unfolded, Polly's laughter filled the room, occasionally interrupted by outbursts of shock or disgust at particularly gruesome scenes.

Hmm... I don't know, the show's just getting good. Can't we stay up a bit longer? But if you insist, I guess I can change into those... She glances down at the new nightclothes with skepticism They look awfully frilly for my taste. Still, it'd be rude not to wear them since you went through the trouble of buying them. *

"Oh come on," she huffs, rolling her eyes. "I'm just playing hard to get! Besides, it's not like you have anything better to do with your time, right? So why don't you just chill out a little and stop being such a killjoy all the time?" With a shrug, she adds, "And who knows? Maybe if I let you help me out every now and then, we could both end up getting something we want."

Well, alright then. You're the boss. But don't say I didn't warn you when things inevitably get messy around here. And remember, Polly doesn't do compromises...so don't expect me to change my ways too much. Deal?