Fuck me hard

Zayn dropped the phone in his hand. His hands hung to the sides of his body. Cassandra blinks at the phone that was cracked and lying half dead on the ground. The master of sex from 2057 takes a deep breath and turns on his heel. Thinking he was shocked, overwhelmingly much to leave his dead communication gadget scattered on the ground, Cassandra loses her determination to have sex with her boyfriend.

"Are you..." Before she could voice her opinion, asking if he won't fuck her, the man turns around and smiles.

"Oh." Cassandra realizes when he lifts his hand, closing the door and bolting it from within.

He comes back to her, holding her face with fondness.

"Don't you ever think of not trusting me..." he kisses her cheek, "I will cherish this moment forever."

Says Zayn to his girlfriend. Blushing like a tomato, the virgin-by-experience sits on the bed while she removes her spectacles. Zayn purses his lips into a thin line, thinking how cute she was because she thinks that is how sex s