Jenny slid three fingers into Cassandra's slit and started to hook them up to find the little bundle of pleasure contained within her channel. Her fingers rubbing it with a hint of experience as her thumb ran back and forth to flick the pearl hidden within her folds and hood. The woman leaning down to bite Cassandra softly under her ear, just where her jaw met her neck and then whispered in a husky manner.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 102, 255)">"I don't go slow when I see something I want." </span>She said in a voice turned smokey with heat and hunger. Her legs shifted and wrapped around Cassandra's and she started rubbing herself against the other woman's knee. Letting out soft sounds of pleasure.<br/><br/>Her other hand remained in Cassandra's hair though and she seemed quite determined to hold the more muscular woman down beneath her despite the fact that the muscular American could probably hurl her across the grass if she chose too. Neither particularly heavy nor strong; Jenny would be easy to knock down if she was less fierce with her lips and fingers.