When roommates go to war, there is often little time to think or plan – to contemplate consequence or circumstance. Such fires start only after mountains of kindling have been collected, and are often set ablaze with no warning, and even less expectation. Such is the case here, leaving Coral with a veritable sea of questions, as her roommate, now smothered underneath her breasts, ceases her struggle.
When Hollywood wakes will she accept her role as subordinate and submissive?
Will this catfight bring a sudden end to their mutually beneficial housing arrangement?
Or will these two women, connected before only by their address, find within the other a rival against whom they constantly test themselves? Will their every night be filled with scissors, smothers, and possibly so much more?
Such quandaries excite and befuddle – bemuse and tantalize the brunette, all whilst she still clings to her new rival’s chin, keeping her nose and mouth still sealed with her tits.Recommend0 recommendationsPublished in