Cassandra’s son had white friends, but none of them were as muscular or sexy as the neighbor, Devon. When she invites him in for some sweet tea, he hits her multiple sweet spots.
Cassandra really tried to ignore the fact that Devon liked to tinker with his car in the hot summer sun every afternoon. She tried to ignore the fact that he never wore a shirt. And she tried to ignore the fact that his muscles begged to be touched and caressed. But she simply couldn’t anymore. He’d been doing this for weeks! She knew he was likely home from college as her own son was but Drake was never home. He was always out doing something or other and besides that, he had a job. But Devon - he obviously had...