“What made you get a job at the massage parlor?” one of the men asked.

“Oh… You know, I just realized one day that I, like, love cock. So, I figured, ‘Why not massage cocks all day?’ You know?” Cassandra said.

“Makes sense,” the other man said.

“I know, right? Anyway, do you guys just want the hand jobs or-”

“Actually, after you’ve got us both ready, we’re flipping for who gets to fuck your ass and who gets your face first. Then we’re going to rotate after we cum the first time.”

“Rock on!” Cassandra said and winked down at them.

(In response to this request: http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/post/161134853836/could-you-do-a-story-about-a-cassandra-or-cassie)