It goes great

"I don't even know why I still bother with them, anyway," Emma tells you as you are leaving the restaurant after a great dinner date with you, "when I started on the "Harry Potter" movies, my previous management left my movie fortunes in the hands of incompetent wankers."

"Relax Emma, let's not do this now," you tell her, assuring her that she can trust you to get her out of whatever contracts she needs broken, "we just had a great dinner, babe. Let's head back to my place for the rest of the night."

"Thanks for listening," she whispers, squeezing your arm as you get back in the limo that takes you around town with her, then leaning in to give you a kiss, "I mean it. Sometimes a girl just needs a guy to listen."

"MMM..." she moans in your ear as you kiss her back, her hands going to the back of her head as she opens her legs for you, allowing you to reach your hands underneath the little brown dress she is wearing and fondle her pussy.

"I'll take care of those idiots first thing in the morning, Emma, I promise," you whisper to her as you drop a strap on her dress and push her panties to the side with your other hand, fingering her pussy as you sucked on one of her tits, "let me take care of you tonight, baby."

"MMM...fuck..." she purrs in your ear as you thrust three fingers in and out of her, squeezing her legs shut as she cums all over them right as the limo drops you both off in front of your place.