Get Ready to Move In... My Mouth

Alison Rey needs a roommate fast. Rent's cheap—there's just the one condition: she wants her throat stuffed on a daily basis. Gunnar walks through the door like he wandered into the right casting couch. Young, built, and game as hell. She lays it out blunt, and he doesn't even blink. By nightfall he's got her on her knees, cock sliding past those lips while the lease sits unsigned on the table. He figures that's the price of a roof over his head, and he's more than happy to pay it in spunk.