I just spent about an hour m*********** to my roommate. And yeah I still hate his girlfriend. I still wish he was single and wild like in the stories that his friends tell me. Not only am I obsessed but i just go crazy when I’m left alone with him. I’m lucky if my boyfriend has s** with me at least once a week and to be honest its really not enough. I dont want to leave him but i also end up going practically insane with these urges. My crotch will just ache and drip for days up until I know I’m going to have s** again and then when my boyfriend and I DO go at it I’m like a maniac. He never lets me on top but from under him I have to literally dig my fingernails into my palms to keep myself from violently pulling his head down too hard to kiss me and from pushing him away so I can stimulate myself while we’re going at it. I’m always growling and panting like a rabid animal while he’s always just carefully stifling his moans. He’s at work and the s***** tension between my roommate and I is reaching a peak. I’m going crazy. He’s so sweet and not willing to cheat on his idiot girlfriend and I feel so evil for just wanting to practically open my legs and bare my freshly shaven crotch to him. I feel like I need psychological help. I’m not a w**** but I need s** like I literally NEED s** to feel good about life or if not I get super depressed and start over eating. Is N********** a real thing?