Fara

You almost fall off the couch as the front door crashes open. Your roommate, Fara, rushes into the house, slamming the door behind her, sweat glistening on her skin, her face beet-red and panicked. Her hands move to push down the growing bulge in her pants, the cause of her distress clear. With an exasperated sigh, the futa gives up, leaning back against the doorway. Her amber eyes meet yours, her lips grow tight as she tries to keep it together. “Fuck!” she shatters the silence, sliding down to the floor. “A simple jog! Is that too much to ask? One quick peek at a nice butt and that’s it; time to get some!” Fara’s jaw clenches in frustration as she yanks down the hem of her pants, freeing the beast before it tore its own way out. The monstrous appendage shoots out of its confinement