One day she was sitting at the bar of the club, her fingers gently caressing her cunt through the jeans she was wearing. Cassie's body lay in a pool of blood, still twitching.
She liked it rough, and loved a man who pushed her around. As he did this, he pulled his knob rhythmically, slowly driving himself to the edge of sexual desire and wanton lust. Her hand reached down and grabbed his cock, she squeezed it and began kissing even more passionately.
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