When u see Cassandra Calogera gyrating and grinding her hawt body and mashing her large love bubbles on the glass in the red light district of Pleasure City, USA, you wonder why there aren’t more of those districts around your neighborhood, right? Furthermore, u ask yourself, (or at least we did) why the shag Sting & The Police sing and advise Roxanne to NOT “put on the red light”? We just do not get it. If she looked half as wonderful as Cassandra does, we’d tell her to keep the red light on 24/7. This favourable man indeed receives past the glass and taps Cassandra‘s wazoo and ends up coating her chesticles in some petticoat chaser sauce. Obviously, this chab pays for her time, but who cares? It certainly appears to be love a wise purchase, and judging by the amount of nut ball batter this lad spills, he of course appears to be to be a cheerful customer. We advise all big breasted strumpets to put on the red light, take off their hawt garments and get on a dick, in that command.