<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/>The act of penetration doesn't seem to be as great as when he makes contact with her clit and makes her body tense with a jolt of pleasure. "Yes! That is the spot, toy." she remarked, rubbing her pelvis up against her face. She couldn't stop the jerking of her hips as she was desperate to have his hot little tongue upon her clit again.<br/><br/>She reached behind her, gripped his cock and stroked it slowly. Her fingers pressed into the hot flesh of his meat pole, and rubbed up along the under shaft of his penis. She had years and years to learn the fine art of a hand jobs, and knew exactly what worked.<br/><br/>Her thumb brushed over the slit of his cock tip, and she tightened her palm and worked it in a tight semicircle motion up his length. "Seems someone is enjoy this..." she hissed through her fangs, happily sitting on his face.