"Cassandra! I want you close to me. It saddens me that I can't touch you because my hand isn't working, so please… show me the warmth of your body," Shennong muttered, desiring more than just a blowjob. "Bring your majestic ass and sit on my face."
"What?" Cassandra was speechless. What kind of absurd request was that? Is this how someone with more than half his bones broken and several internal injuries should be acting?
"I want to taste your pussy while you work on my dick. You can sit on my face, and then both of us can enjoy each other."
Cassandra stood flabbergasted for a moment. The obvious answer was no—putting weight on his injured body was out of the question.
"Ehh! Are you saying you're heavy?" Shennong asked with an almost challenging tone.
As a proud woman, admitting that she was heavy was absolutely out of the question.
Cassandra muttered under her breath, "Hah~ I am not heavy. I'll show you."
