A Difficult Decision

Walking into the room, Nathan was treated to the sight of two grinning clown mannequins beckoning him towards Emily's peachy, perfect bare bottom. She stood before him, bent over at the waist, standing on tip-toes, her legs slightly spread, the golden curls of her pussy gleaming at him between her gorgeous thighs. He couldn't be sure, but it seemed like she was beginning to get wet.

She was trapped in the hole by the secret locking mechanism, a hidden cord of silk that pulled tight around her waist and wouldn't let her move forwards or backwards. Nathan knew all about it. Most of her would be outside, in the kissing booth, facing the crowds. But some very interesting parts of her were in here with him.

And she couldn't see him, of course. If he touched her, she'd have no way to know it was him.

He had a very difficult decision to make. Perhaps. Of course, in some ways, it seemed like the easiest decision he'd ever made in his life.