All Chapters of The Secret Pleasures Of Cassandra: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

She then felt his hands mauling her cheeks again. Neil was pretty rough, but it felt good regardless. Almost like a massage. It certainly helped get her warmed up. Cass yelped again as she felt something wet hit her crack. She turned her head. Neil had let a dribble of spit down into her ass. He then hawked and spat a huge one, hitting her asshole directly. Neil just spat at her, and all she could do was get more turned on. Cass moaned out, holding the pillow tighter, letting Neil defile her however he pleased.Cass then heard the lid open and soon more coldness entered between her cheeks. But it soon became warm. Neil spent some time lubing up around her hole before he dipped another finger in the jar and then applied it to her sphincter by pressing in with one of his fingers. Then two, with another layer of the coconut oil. He was using so much, getting her oiled and waxed up proper. His fingers slid easier now, as the coconut oil was so thick and yet so slick it made her ass suscep

But I hoped Cass would be more careful. I knew she was letting Neil cum inside her a lot. I couldn't figure out why she took such risks. Did he really have such a hold on her? It made me wonder if Cass was willingly letting Neil knock her up. Of course not. She just relied on the plan B's. I even joked that now they had a new way to prevent that, with anal being on the table now. But I didn't have anyone yet to share the joke with. I had no way of talking with Cass.Instead, I was left in the dark. And not only Thursday morning. I only received a few texts the whole of that Thursday. We had been talking about her staying over from time to time. They hadn't done it when I had expected it, at the motel. But apparently now she had. I exchanged a few texts with her, but heading to bed that night I felt so alone. It was not often I had slept alone since I met Cass. It was only whenever Neil had her wrapped around his finger. Or cock, rather.Friday was much the same. It wasn't until aftern

It had been a week and a half. Cass was practically living at Neil's nowadays. Cass had stopped by Isaac's to pick up some new clothes and some plan B's on occasion, had fucked Isaac real quick and had then headed out again, back to Neil's warm bed. Isaac had requested me to keep him updated, and sometimes Cass did. And sometimes she was just too distracted by the endless appetite that was now so easily quenched. She did manage to talk to him once or twice as at least, to let him know how great of a time she had. Cass could tell Isaac loved it as much as it devastated him. Poor guy."Suit yourself," Neil said. He got out of the chair, leaving Cal and Cass."And Cass. I expected better from you. What happened? Why are you skipping so much? Are you tired of the job? I know you have the wedding to plan. Is that it? I'll give you all the free hours you need, you know that? All you have to do is ask," Cal said, more sympathetically, but still with a hint of stress lacing his voice.Cass fe

But Neil knew that once she got started, there was no stopping. Neil could make her purr endlessly. He also knew too well how she liked it. Which places to hit, to rub, to enter, and how to do it. Neil knew his way around her body more than anybody else.With a disappointed groan, and a harrowing slurp from her pussy, Neil slid his fat cock out of her. Cass knew better than to think it was over, however. Cass rolled onto her back and pulled her legs up towards her big breasts, mushing them out. Neil hooked her legs on his shoulders and entered Cass with a satisfied moan from both of them. Even now, after all this time, Cass still felt so fucking tight. Yes, she did! Like a warm glove, squeezing the essence out of him. Neil proceeded for five minutes straight to give her an intense tumbling. Fucking her hard and deep, making her gush and squirt all over his cock and drip down on the bed. Her pleasured moans were soon filling their bedroom. His cock dominated her brain to such a level i

God... what had Cass become..."Shit! I ripped the thing!" Cass exclaimed."What? You what?" Hannah said, moving to inspect where Cass was gesturing."The stocking! And in the fucking knee. Damn it! I tried to put it on the wrong way..." Cass cursed. Hannah's eyes went wide. "It's cool, we have extras, right?"Hannah met Cass' eyes, and saw the pain on her face. "Right?""I think I forgot them," Cass muttered, her insides lathered with guilt.Hannah, that ever resourceful girl, grabbed the Camry keys and headed out without another word.Ten minutes later"Say no!" Neil roared, sweatpants around his ankles, stained t-shirt rolled over his belly and his big monster thrusting inside of Cass.Her wedding dress was bunched up on her back as Cass was bent over the vanity table. Neil had demanded to get some action before she made the walk, as it had been hours since he had been able to hit it. Five minutes after Hannah had run off, Neil had asked which room it was. Cass had promptly given h