What is LOVE? Cassandra

Night/Humid/Fan/SSP's bedroom in a flat somewhere in the North


11.30 pm. Arsenal was playing Manchester City in the kitchen.

Then she walked in. She poured herself a cup of water and asked me how was the game. I could not answer. Cassandra only had her white panties on. Her breasts were like winter melons. Her nipples were protruding. It was winter but I felt warmth.

I had never seen an Ang Mor half-naked. She asked if I would like to watch the game in her room. I could not refuse.

I ended up fucking the first Ang Mor in my life. It felt just the same.


shit stain panties