Loose the jumper

While Emma's mind was focused in her clothing, you can't help but nudge again. "It's getting rather warm," you mutter slowly.

As if in a daze Emma reached down, pulling the jumper up over her head and tossing it to the floor. Of course with her arms moving above her head you're treated to a lovely view of her bare arse and trimmed pussy, and even when she lowered her arms, the white vest top she wore beneath the jumper covered far less of her.

Emma seemed to snap out of it again for a moment, sweat dripping from her brow as she once again resumed the search for her skirt.