On drama, and how I created it

My life is currently stressed, and it's partially my fault.

A few nights ago, Lily and I were at my place. We had fooled around and were going to sleep, when we heard my roomie and her boyfriend start going at it. Loud, angry, hard fucking through a thin wall. Of course, we started fooling around, and she asked me about the times I had joined them. Of course, I went into explicit detail, which got her excited, and I ended up screaming right along with my roomie as I got my pussy pounded by a large strap on.

The next morning, my roomie and I left for work. Apparently, Lily took this oppurtunity to slip in the shower with the boyfriend, give her a blowjob, and then get her ass fucked by him. He and my roomie have been fighting a lot, and he took some photos of this event and sent them to my roomate, who had little difficulty figuring out who the cute goth girl with a mouthful of her boyfriends cock was, and the messages he sent her ("see, some girls will take it up the ass", accompanied by the explicit photo) didn't help things either. On a totally unrelated note, these were some hot photos.

So they broke up. And now, understandably, she's pissed at Lily, and a litle pissed at me. And I'm kinda pissed at Lily, not that she fucked some guy, but the choice of guy. And she seems oblivious to the fact that she might have done something wrong. So we haven't seen each other in a few days, which I think is good for my relatinship with my roomie. But it still sucks.

Now, I get sent some new pictures of her fucking him, and it's starting to really piss me off. Maybe I'm just overreacting.