"I-it... it wasn't... I..."  Cassandra couldn't justify hers nor Joan's actions in light of his accusations.  Whether they were true or not... that was a different story, though it didn't matter as he had Cassandra very much under his thumb.  "Y-ye...."  She hadn't even been able to finish her agreement before she felt him suddenly tug her wet panties off her and stuff them into her mouth, her very vivid taste of herself rapidly spiking her tongue.  "Mrhghgnn!"  Her eyes widened as he fashioned an impromptu gag on her, and the girl's pussy let out a very vivid scent of arousal.  Even in her mind, he could see her arousal.<i>  Oh god!  Is he going to fuck me like this?  I can't make a sound!  I can't scream!  I can't move!  Oooohhh gooddddd!!!<br/>
</i><br/>Her inner monologue went on as he tossed her on the couch, and she quickly found herself feeling his hardened flesh pressing against her exposed rear and thighs.  "Mmrhgnnn…" she muttered ecstatically, unable to keep her dirty little secret from him.