Zoey looked at Cas with compassion in her eyes.
“You’re really in pain, aren’t you?” she asked. Cas nodded and Zoey opened the buttons of his shirt. She held her breath when she saw the wound she had made. “I thought anjos could heal”
“You used an angel sword” Cas explained. “It takes longer to heal. If you had pushed it any deeper I would’ve been dead por now”
“Oh, my poor Cas” Zoey said. She took off her camisa and revealed a red tank top. She pressed the camisa against the wound and Cas groaned.
Zoey frowned. “You need to be distracted” she decided. She sat down on his lap and while she kissed him she moved her hands up and down his thorax. “Daphne would never do this. She’d rather have sex with a aleatório stranger than with you. I don’t know what’s wrong with her”
She kissed him again and opened his belt.
“Zoey” Cas said, in attempt to stop her. “Don’t do that”
“Ssshhh” Zoey said as she took Cas’ cock in her hands and put it inside her. She grabbed his shoulders and moved up and down. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this” she said while her breathing accelerated.
When she was finished she got off Cas’ lap and zipped his pants, but she left his camisa open. She smiled happy.
“It feels so good to be your first” she beamed.
Cas started laughing.
“What? Why are you laughing?” Zoey asked nervous.
“You weren’t my first” Cas smiled. “Meg was. And she was much better you”