Chapter 16
by 
Kazza
What's next?
MASTURBATE
Cassia locked the door, sealing herself within her modest living quarters.
Between her legs was aching.
Now, alone, she surrendered.
Cassia crossed to her narrow bed and sat on the edge, pulling off her sandals with trembling fingers. Then the tunic, peeled over her head, leaving her bare. Her breasts were modest but firm, nipples already forming tight peaks in the open air. She cupped one, thumbing the peak, and a soft sound escaped her lips.
"Heavens," she breathed.
She lay back against the pillow, allowing herself this. The air kissed her exposed cunt, her inner lips already swollen, already parted, slickness gathering at her entrance. And above it, rising from that same juncture, her futa cock.