Her p***y clenched and unclenched with his dirty texts on the phone. After an hour of studying for her tests this week, she sees the text of Zayn at 11 in the night and continues to respond to him erotically. He couldn't stop either, creating scenarios with her and enjoying their spot-created fantasies.
Apparently, it was called a role-play.
Suddenly, she hears a double knock on her door as she switches the headlamp on and attends to the person. It was Dan, seeking some sort of womanly help from her.
"So you wanna impress a girl?"
"Yeah."
"Then I gotta know what kind of girl she is." He thinks for a while.
"Um... she's sexy and–" Cassandra drops her jaw at his description. Hitting him with the pillow, he bursts into laughter.
"Anything else!?" She asks, savagely.
"Okay. Okay! She
