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Mathias pushes her panties down and down, and Cassie moves her legs to discard them.There are only his boxer briefs between their intimate parts now. He needs to take off his own underwear as well, however…Something doesn't feel right.Something is odd, he can feel it, but his hips don't stop moving, seeking the relief between her thighs.Her lips make Mathias feel like he’s kissing plastic, yet he searches for that sweet aroma inside her mouth… The blaring moans of hers irritate his ears, but he tries to hear those musical notes in them… Her skin emanates the fragrance of dark orchid, but Mathias is hoping to smell soft vanilla…He can't.Why did all these unique assets of Cassie just disappear? Is she hiding them from Mathias? Another teasing game of this girl? If the alcohol is causing this numbness, he can swear he will never get drunk again.While Mathias tries to feel that familiar warmth again, her hands take over his mission, sliding toward his waist and pushing his boxer br
“Touch me.” Emily impatiently moans on his lap. She grabs Mathias’s hand, placing it over her breast. He squeezes her lace covered mound, it feels like grabbing a toy. While Emily kisses his face, Mathias thinks about how Cassie’s soft boobs had filled his hands. Imagining her milky softness inside his palm, he squeezes Emily’s breast again, this time with a flicker of desire. His cock slightly awakens, making his presence known below Emily’s daring body. When he pinches that hardened bud through the lace between his fingers, Emily gasps and pulls his hair. “Yes.” She moans and undulates her hips faster. “Touch me, my love.” Hearing her voice drags Mathias’s foggy mind out of that fantasy about Cassie and he opens his eyes to find Emily grinding against his lap. He sighs, irritated, and tries to focus on his mission to end it as soon as possible. Knowing her soft spots, Mathias decides to end this action quickly by driving Emily wild. His hands slide up her back and he gi
Mathias stands in front of the door to the primary bedroom, his head spinning slightly.He needs to trust the magic of the alcohol and end this session without any harm- just like he does every time.But tonight, something feels… different.He has never been this reluctant before sleeping with Emily during all those years. And right now, he really doesn't want to step into that room.The same ritual.The same woman.The same suffocating numbness.Then, out of nowhere, where is this feeling coming from?Such a contrasting situation compared to last night, the minutes he'd been impatiently counting down to see Cassie.Just thinking about that sweet girl and how warm her skin was between his arms, and his wife waiting for Mathias he has no desire to touch makes him want to turn away, go to his office and sleep alone.However, Emily wouldn't forgive this.Mathias pinches the bridge of his nose and shuts his eyes tight. “Just get it over with already.” He murmurs to himself and opens the do
Mathias is surprised by her maturity, Cassie could have told him to fuck off. If he did such a thing to Emily tonight, oh boy, he would be screwed. Cassie, on the other hand, didn’t react with burning anger or insult him. He reaches his couch and lies down on it, closing his eyes to clear his mind of unpleasant memories from Emily’s past turmoil. After about half an hour, his eyes snapped open at the sound coming from the hallway. The rushed, tiny steps approach the door before it swings open, revealing little Lena. Mathias smiles upon seeing his little dove, God he’s missed her. But what is that pile of tulle wrapped around her little body? “Daddy! Look at my new-” Her feet tangle in the hem of her dress and Lena suddenly falls face down with a loud thud. Her tiny hands slam onto the carpet as her little body hits the floor. “Lena!” Mathias rushes toward his daughter in panic and grabs her little arms. Before she even gets on her feet, Lena tilts her head up and laughs
Cassie is cursing herself as she grabs the door handle of Mathias’s home office. The man already told her over the phone that they wouldn’t meet for a while. But still, Cassie asked him to come to her room like a helpless delulu. And of course, Mathias rejected her. Does she sound too clingy? Is he thinking about changing his mind to meet Cassie again? Mathias didn’t even kiss her… Is this silly T-shirt the reason? Gritting her teeth, she turns the handle, pride broken.Why didn't she go to Avra’s room right away after arriving at this house? She let Emily Raptis make fun of her and just waited for Mathias to come home- only to show herself as a puerile girl in her cartoon-printed T-shirt to him with. The man is looking dashing in his tracksuit and the top that hugs his muscled chest. He is so effortlessly masculine in every outfit, but Cassie…As if their age gap isn’t emphasizing how odd their relation is, Mathias even compared Cassie to his daughter for her nerdy clothes. His
Mathias is in his home office, pacing the floor back and forth. He is still under the effect of Cassie’s words. There is something about her, something… He can’t quite name. But he is certain that this girl has more than she shows. Lost in his thoughts, Mathias hears the click of Avra’s door closing. Cassie must be leaving. Looking at the door, Mathias rapidly walks forward. He wants to take a glimpse at her secretly before she leaves- He immediately stops in his tracks. He was just downstairs with Cassie and now he wants to see her again? For what? Well, because… Mathias hasn’t planned their next meeting and he might not see her for a while. But does he have to see her now? Of course not. But… He just wants to. Mathias wants something and he does it. Simple. He doesn’t ask for anyone’s permission. Not even his own. With an arrogant attitude, he walks toward the door and opens it. Cassie is walking in the hallway toward the stairs and he just missed seei