<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/>Cassidy grinned. She was in control, and what an amazing feeling it was. She could do anything to him, and plenty crossed her mind. She glanced down at him, seeing his cock between his legs and at how hard it was. She could of sucked on it, fucked it, or jerked it. But no. She didn't care for his pleasure. She was a selfish bitch.<br/><br/>She stepped close to him, knowing full well his eyes were glued to her large tits, that seemed to much bigger in the corset. She reached up under her skirt, hooked her fingers under the waist band of her panties and pulled down down her legs until they pooled at her feet. She nudged them with her right foot, which sent it spiraling up against Alfred's cock.<br/><br/>"Are you hungry, pet? Do you need something to eat?" She asked, a mocking sympathetic tone.<br/><br/>She curled her index finger seductively at him, and stood with her legs slightly apart. "Lick me, boy." she said, her voice now commanding. She would see how well his tongue could pleasure her, and if maybe he was lucky, she would let him have some release.