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Chunks of meat sat on the shaft, glistening like red ink. But Cassie was already there, her hands running across the lap of Jeff's jeans, squeezing and poking him into an erection. The alley was dark and narrow. Cassandra, or Cassie as she was called, had long blonde hair that fell loosely on her shoulders and hung over her tits.