Asian Amateur Pov

She thought coldly. “Cum for me,” she begged, her voice now a sham. It looked like a showroom rather than a home. When Amanda walked in, Sommer forced a smile to her lips. She took it, and with a grimace, she allowed him to help her stand. “I can’t believe you posted that, what’s gotten into you?! She felt violated, used, and she wanted to scream. It’s all still in the works, but it’s pretty exciting.”

Jake couldn’t believe his ears. “Just shut up, loser boy.”

Kassie rolled her eyes and locked eyes with Wu, who was lingering awkwardly by the fence, clutching a Rubik’s Cube like a security blanket. The neckline of the dress was a scandalous plunge, revealing a generous amount of her perky, round breasts. Cassandra didn’t knock—she just walked in, rolled her eyes at the living room, and said, “Ugh, this place better not smell like nerds by the end of tonight.”

Right behind her came Holland, her best friend and self-proclaimed “aesthetic queen.” Holland