Chapter 168 6Addicted To Hate💦🤤

• They lay on the couch, bodies sticky and tired. Their breathing was still heavy. Cassandra could feel Becky’s heart beating fast against her skin. The smell of their sex filled the whole suite. It smelled of sweet pussy juice mixed with sweat.
• Becky pushed herself up on one elbow and looked down at Cassandra. Her blonde hair was messy. “We still hate each other,” she said.
• Cassandra smiled, her full breasts rising and falling. “Of course we do. But right now, I want to hate you with my mouth again.”