Parody
Cassey is a total loner and loves it. She has always considered books to be her closest friends, and she lives her life as a reader. She finds it amazing how vivid certain phrases may conjure up. She uses music to help her visualize and relive the intense, passionate moments from her favorite novels. Her lively personality comes to life as she dances as though she were actually there. Cassey feels forced to gradually remove her dress, revealing her developing breasts. The afternoon sun dances on her pink thong as she dances and her dress falls to the floor. Her underwear soon disappears, leaving her bare to gaze at her flawless contours and press her hips against the luxurious white bed. She flips over and plays with her wet shaven pussy while moving her hair sensually with her hand and grinding into the covers. She slowly leads Cassey's hands to her ripening fruit, where she separates its delicate folds and lets it writhe beneath her tender fingers. She quickens the pace at which she stimulates her parts as the tension in her spine and core increases. She eventually slips one, then two, fingers deep within herself, savoring each last strand of their length. She rolls over onto her side to gain access to her own back. As she approaches her climax, her delicate peach erupts. She starts to groan and breathe more forcefully every second. Her fingers snap, and she is obviously very happy. The tension continues to build until, at last, she lets out a loud cry of pleasure as she contracts her torso, blossoms in her fleeting peak, and rests poolside in satisfaction.
