Cassandra, or Cassie as she was called, had long blonde hair that fell loosely on her shoulders and hung over her tits. Jeff pulled the knife out. One day she was sitting at the bar of the club, her fingers gently caressing her cunt through the jeans she was wearing. She stared at his cock, and imagined it's size and thickness.
Cassie, possessed with wanton lust, grabbed Jeff's jeans and slid them down over his ankles.
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