Beg Fonzie to fuck her.

“I…I want you…to fuck me…!” Cassie cried out, her body blushing harder than it had all night.

“Ohhh, naughty little slut…!” Fonzie hissed, spinning the young woman around and grabbing her by her blonde hair, yanking them together for a deep kiss. It was even more intense than their previous ones, and Cassie quickly found herself getting used to the cigarette taste of Alfonso’s tongue.

Breaking the kiss, the mob boss kicked her pants off and tossed her blouse atop it. Then she led Cassie over to her desk, sitting the teenager on the edge of it and pushing it closer to the window, so more people could see what was transpiring.

"So, how do I look?" Fonzie asked as she backed a foot away, a hand on her hip, showing off her more mature, voluptuous body, hairier pussy, and tanner skin compared to the younger blonde’s more modest-yet-bewitching curves, trimmed vag, and paler skin.