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City rent is brutal, so Kali Roses put out an ad and landed the perfect roommate: Alex De La Flor, cute, friendly and always tucked away in her room. Kali, a proud lesbian, loves that Alex was never weird about it. Then one night she hears Alex through the door, chatting to someone and swearing she is "so super bisexual" and wishes another woman were there to prove it.
Kali peeks in and discovers the secret: Alex is live on cam, with a room full of fans hanging on her every word. Kali decides to call her bluff and steps into frame. Alex doesn't miss a beat. "Of course I can," she grins, and in front of all her viewers the roommates start kissing, stripping and exploring each other on the bed.
Kali licks Alex until she's squirming, Alex rides her face for the camera, and the two grind together in a slick, eager tribbing session that sends the chat into a frenzy. Turns out Alex wasn't exaggerating. And Kali may have just found the best roommate in the city.
How long before Alex and Kali make their live shows a nightly habit?
Who is she? No one and everyone: the voice inside that is just begging to submit. To lust, to desire, to power. To the freedom of handing over control to someone you trust.
In a glowing red room, Judy Jolie and Alex De La Flor answer that call. Strappy black harnesses frame their bodies, leather cuffs hold wrists overhead, and every touch is slow, deliberate and completely wanted. Warm candle wax drips across bare skin, followed by the shock of ice, and each gasp is met with a kiss.
When the teasing finally gives way, the two women explore each other with mouths and fingers, trading control back and forth until both are trembling. Sensual, erotic and beautifully shot, this is surrender on their own terms. Let me be free.
What could feel more freeing than surrendering to a woman you trust completely?
Alex De La Flor walks in on Reagan Foxx mid-call with another man. The wedding ring is still on Reagan’s hand. Alex names it — cheating on the man she married — and the air between them shifts from shock to heat. Reagan does not run. She looks at Alex like she already knows where this is going.
They pull each other onto the bed. Alex works between her stepmom’s legs with tongue and fingers while Reagan’s hands stay in her hair. They grind and trib until the phone call is forgotten and Reagan is moaning under her.
Whatever Richard got on the phone, Alex takes for herself — and Reagan gives it willingly.
Will Reagan ever pick up that phone again without thinking of Alex?
