<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Own Bedroom<br/><strong>Music: None<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Corset and Red Skirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/dc/01/53dc011dff786149f16010caa5dc9681.jpg)<br/></strong><hr/><br/><br/>Yes! He was learning indeed. She liked men who showed imitative and was aggressive about learning. She had been around awhile and men who were passive made her angry. There was a difference between submissive and passive. She released his cock, and grabbed two handfuls of Alfred's hair as she rubbed her wet puss into his face.<br/><br/>She could only gasp aloud, feeling two fingers penetrate the tight cramped confines of her sex. Her inner walls clenched and tensed as they were forced apart to allow his digits inside of her body. She was hot and wet, and he could feel every muscle spasm that came form her body. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled in her corset as she was nearing a wonderful orgasm.<br/><br/>"Just like that...Mfh, yes..." she whispered hotly, her legs straddling his head as she mewed like a happy kitten.