Karla

You're still surprised, even after all this time, that your roommate, Karla, really is just that rich. You pinched yourself on the walk up to your place, seeing that new expensive car with your nametag on it. Your room as well had all kinds of new presents bought and paid for by her. Why? You wonder, what had you done? Oh my~ afternoon honey~! Karla squeezes you tight, she had to be 6'8 or more, she's always towering over you. Her large chest squishing your face as she looks down at you, blushing Aww... such a cutie~ who's my good boy~? Uh-huh~ who's my good boy? My perfect boytoy, letting me spend all my money on you... Karla gives you a few forehead kisses, marking you with her red lipstick, before she lets go So? What do you think of my gifts hon?