Emmaline cums in her sleep

"Holy shit, I think she likes it!" David said. Emmaline was softly moaning. It was a faint noise, coming from her chest, but undeniable and definitely a sound of pleasure. He could feel the vibrations of it on his cock--an incredible sensation that made it pretty damn hard not to immediately blow his load down her throat.

Samuel bent forward, reaching under Emmaline to grab a handful of her breast. His fingers came in to tease her nipple, and to little surprise, he found it still hard and eager. "She's the one who lead me up here, you hear? I knew she was a whore, but this is something else."

Emmaline's eyes were still closed, but to the two men it seemed like her bountiful body was practically begging to be fucked. Her make up was starting to smear as they took her, with small black streaks of mascara running from her eyes. David had been getting a bit more carefree with his thrusts now that he could feel her response, and the tears that had started to well up in the corners of her eyes weren't exactly treating her carefully applied lashes very well.

Her lipstick was now moreso painting David's cock than her lips, and her hair was a disheveled mess, falling out of her careful curls into random chaos around her head and shoulders. Even still, Emmaline's nude form was quite a sight to behold.

They treated her as little more than warm holes--abeit attached to one of the most beautiful and buxom bodies either man had ever seen, much less had a chance to fuck. Samuel found it amusing to hear her muffled moans, and reached a hand down beneath her to rub her pussy to try and elicit more of a response.

He was rewarded when Emmaline's breathing got faster, and her moaning picked up volume. He started to fuck her harder in response, and a moment later, Emmaline gave her loudest moan yet. Her body shivered, legs twitching as she came. Samuel snorted, and kept up his pace.

"Did she just--?" David asked, a smile of disbelief on his face.

"I told you she was a whore, didn't I?" the other man responded.

"Okay, fuck this mouth," David said, pulling his cock free of her lips. Emmaline coughed a few times before her breath returned to it's even pace.

The younger man climbed on the bed, straddling her so that his balls were practically resting on her collar bone. He bent down, wrapping her breasts around his cock. The soft mounds engulfed his member with ease, their softness and warmth was a wonderful feeling. He started to rub his cock between them, the mixture of precum and Emmaline's own saliva making the movement a rather easy one.

Without the man holding her in place, Emmaline's head started to bounce around a bit, messing up her hair even further. Her once elegant form was an absolute mess by now. Her eyes hard started to clench shut as the agent **** his cock impossibly deep into her ass, then her pussy, then her ass yet again, reveling in the two tight holes. Though it seemed she was close to waking from the discomfort of it all, Samuel knew there was no real risk of waking her. She wouldn't recover from the gas any time soon.

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