Giving Emma a final fuck into her cunt.

You walk over to Emma who's still ****, Monica follows you.

You kneel down next to her and shake her shoulder lightly to wake her up. She groans and opens her eyes groggily, her pupils small, dark circles under them, as she looks up at you.

"Hey there beautiful", you whisper gently to her, kissing the tip of her nose, before continuing, "wanna do a couple more? Or should we wait a little bit?"

Emma just stares at you blankly, unable to comprehend what is going on around her as you speak to her. "Come on, sweetie, I got my dick out of your ass."

Emma looks down between her thighs, then back up at you. "Uhhh...what?".

You smirk and lean in close to her, whispering into her ear, as Monica looks on and laughs. "It's time to have some fun baby".

Emma blinks and then grins, as Monica kisses her cheeks and rubs her cheeks. You grab Emma's wrist, lifting her off the ground. You lead her over to the lab table. Monica holds her ankles.

Emma screams with laughter as she's lifted up off the floor and placed on the table. You pull off Emma's ripped pants and shirt, exposing her nude flesh. Emma is panting, as you hold her legs apart, Monica holding her legs open wide. You place your cock inside her cunt, while Monica is rubbing against Emma's clit with thumb.

"Oh my God!". Emma squeals as Monica strokes the inside of her vagina.

You thrust hard into Emma's cunt, as Monica squeezes her pussy and continues to stroke her clit with her thumb. You groan in pleasure and start pounding into Emma again and again as Monica squeezes Emma's pussy with her thumb. Emma screams out loud with ecstasy as Monica pumps her pussy faster and faster, making Emma buck uncontrollably against you. After a minute, you come as well, hitting Emma hard with your semen.

You fall forward on the table, panting heavily. Emma is still moaning and sweating profusely, Monica's pussy still dripping with her cum. Monica wipes her finger on Emma's belly, then wipes it on your penis and then puts your penis back inside Emma's pussy. You both look at each other and laugh. Monica pulls away and sits down on the edge of the table, still smiling.

"So..." she begins, "was that good enough?".

You look at Emma whose face is redder than a tomato. You smirk and nod. "Yeah".