<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Alfred<br/><strong>Where:</strong>On the Road - heading back<br/><strong>Music: </strong>Christian Woman (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DbnUseigbs)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Cassidy would take what she wanted. She always did. Positioning herself on her knees, she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down past her knees and let them rest of her left ankle as she once more straddled herself over him.<br/><br/>Her moan turned more primitive and lusty as she gripped the back of his hair and pulled his head back to expose his neck. Her fingers slipped back into the holes of his neck and she sucked once more, drawing that delicious red liquid down her throat. Without asking permission, or requesting he wear a condom, Cassidy forced herself down upon his cock.<br/><br/>He may have been close to cumming, but honestly his pleasure was the least of her concerns. His cock pressed past the tight nether lips of her sex and into the narrow, hardly used passage of her love canal. She was hot, wet and tighter. His cock completely sheathed inside her, to the hilt as she fully lowered down on hip.<br/><br/>Her lips broke from his neck as she cried out in pleasure. She had penetrated him, and now he penetrated her. One hand remained on his shoulder for support, the other in his hair. Her hips worked down on him, greedily fucking his cock. "Mmfh...fuck..." she whispered hotly in his ear, inches above the holes in his neck.<br/><br/>Her breasts pressed into his chest, as she didn't bother with a slow pace of fucking, only the animistic thrusts of needing to get off. Over head on the radio, Type O Negative's 'Christian Woman' played.