“Women like you… Not being rare…”
She shrugged a little, “We really ain’t, I don’t know the numbers but one in every eight? Cassandra tilted her head, leaning a little closer, “What was that?”
“Mfm mm..”
“I can’t hear you, honey.”
“…Teach me.” He said, his cheeks crimson. XXNX She then reached up and gripped his hands in hers, holding them tight to the fullness of her breasts, letting the soft flesh press against and between his fingers. After a little while Cassandra found herself looking towards the kitchen as much as towards the TV, the gentle musical humming of Sam and the scents coming from the kitchen enticing her hunger more than the TV could hold her interest. “Starting tomorrow, I’m going to teach you how to be a proper little lover for a woman like me.” She assured him, but he bit his lip a little.
