Easily. It's time Emmy got something too!

You admire Emmy for a moment before realizing that you ought to take matters into your own hands. Emmy deserves something after everything she’s done for you. You’re at eye-level with her soaked slit and swallow. After all of her nimble fingering on herself, she’s easy to push over the edge, you’re sure. You reach out and grab her waist, pulling her closer to you.

“Chéri!?” Emmy cries out, her hands grabbing awkwardly around your head. “What are you doing?”

“Repaying you,” you say, and then blink. “I’m not getting charged extra for this, am I?”

Emmy’s cheek flushed in a soft color of pink as she studied you, apparently taken aback by not just your offer but also your comment. “Non. This is a treat for me. Perhaps I will try to find you when I’m off work?”

You get off the table and offer your spot to her. “We can discuss that after we’re done here.”

Emmy swallows, her face still burning. She holds a hand near her face when she watches you lower yourself close to her mound. From there, you can see the glistening residue of lust. You glance up and meet her gaze; her green eyes are glossy, and her brown hair now looks slightly frazzled. You swallow and run your tongue over your lips as you spot her lovely trimmed pubic hair between her legs.

You press your face to her honey push and gather your first taste of Emmy. Leftover oils from her fingers linger there, but what's more prominent is the sweet-tasting honey that’s uniquely her. Emmy gasps at the sensation of your tongue ravishing her womanhood. Steadily, her breathing becomes harder. Emmy also begins to play with her pert chest as she watches you lash her repeatedly with your tongue.

“Chéri~!” Emmy murmurs, her voice close to breaking. She squirms against your mouth and wiggles in your grip. She moans again, her voice quivering as her body trembles. “Chéri~!”

The taste of Emmy trails your tastebuds, filling you with intimacy. Her brand of girl honey effortlessly spits into your mouth, teasing you with what's to come if you continue to render her slit. You flirt with her inner thighs with suggestive licks and gentle sucks– these actions make her moan louder, and her legs close around you, forcing you into her rolling hips as they work themselves in humping motions.

Your fingers train towards the location of your oral stimulation, and they start to prod and poke, making Emmy’s mind twirl in thoughts of sex. Then, slowly, your index finger penetrates her tiny hole as you play with her bud. She whimpers, whispering your name while she’s kneading her breasts. You don’t waste any time speeding up. You stretch her gash with another finger, then drive your tongue into her pinkness. She gasps. The cool air that meets her opening is replaced with your hot language traveling into her tunnel. It doesn’t take long for her to be overwhelmed. After a short amount of time, your fingering and licking take her to ecstasy, and she starts shaking.

“I’m cumming~!” Emmy warns. “You’re already making me-!?”

Her squint chases her warning too fast for you to react. Her release sprays your face. You loom near her pussy even as she cries out. Your fingers thrash her insides, working her throughout her entire climax. Emmy’s hips twist rapidly in weird motions as she tries to contain her intense orgasm. Her words aren’t English, but you aren’t entirely sure if it’s French either.

Emmy’s expression has gotten more sweaty but also more heated. With a single glance, you know she’s still not done. You stand on your feet, and she grabs you with her legs, dragging you and your hard cock forward. “No more fingers,” she says, somewhat rushed. “I want your cock inside me~!”

Don’t hesitate to follow her request. You grab your rod and slap it around her soaking wet slit and then slide it between her lips, coating your cock with more of her liquids. Split, massage oils, precum, and now Emmy’s honey covers your penis with the sexiest lubricate imaginably. You exhale, and you feel your face heat up with lust. The sight is something to behold and your hard, throbbing cock twitches for use. You for her breasts and grab a handful, joining her hand as it plays with the other. Emmy is too busy watching your dick teasing her tunnel to know you’re admiring her, but you can only ask for so much.

“Enough of zat,” she moans. She looks at you finally. The green of her eyes is burning with unspeakable desire. Emmy uses her other hand to play with her clit as you tease her. She bites gently down on her lower lip and throws her head back. “Please, stick it inside of me!”

You lean in and kiss her neck, cutting off her begging momentarily. You feel the heat of her skin as it radiates her emotion. Horny, mindless; Emmy is almost primal in what she wants. You brush back her hair and lower her flat to the table. You grab her wrists and pin them over her head. Your other hand slides up her waist and wraps gently around her neck. You feel her swallow and then sense the burn of her gaze. She shows no desire to fight or resist…

With your hearts racing, your desire was intertwined to do the same. Your minds are solely focused on the shared moment. Delilah, Flora, Scarlet, and everyone else outside this room are forgotten. You stretch into her with one breath. Your rod is slick with use, and her tunnel is still loose from its last spit. Every inch of your hardness is swallowed into her snatch, and Emmy reacts to this with an arched back, eager not to stop. You release her wrists and start rubbing her torso, feeling her curves, her pert chest, and her structure.

“Haah~!” Emmy quietly moaned, but her closed throat strained her voice. Her eyes have closed, and she reaches out to scratch your sides. Pain is mixed with pleasure; you hold your breath, savoring every nerve that is pressed against her skin. Finally, she starts to become tight around your girth, and you feel her snatch close around you for the first time. “Haaah~!!”

She reaches for your hair and plays with the knots. She also places a hand on your chest as your hips rocked into her tiny hole. Emmy rolls her hips, trying to find the rhythm of your increasing speed. The influx of motion and lust flood her mind, and she becomes lazy with her firmness. Her form breaks down, giving you more control of her petite body. She’s close to her second orgasm, but you’re still not entirely worked up enough to share it.

Emmy quivered; she looked at your balls-deep cock. Satisfied makes her eyes cross and screw up to your face. A whore-ish expression greets you just before she sticks out her tongue. You work the micro-inches left out and then pull out. She gasps, unable to speak as you slam back into her steaming hot pussy. Her voice tries to escape but comes out frog-like.

You let go of her throat, and she pants like a bitch in heat. “Chéri…Chéri! You are making me feel so strange! I’m so dizzy, and my vision is wet! I’ve never wanted a man so much in my whole life!” Her voice quakes, and a line of French comes out all hot and incoherent. She struggles to gather her thoughts. Her eyes look down again, and sees your stiff inches pounding her. She pulls you closer in with her legs and moans. “Haah~ yes!! I like zis! I need you to fuck me! Yes, fuck me!!”

There’s not even a second of hesitation before you take her request to heart. You start to fuck Emmy at an increased pace. Her whole body ripples against your ****. Her tits bounce, and she starts to scream in bliss practically. Her noisemaking overlaps yours, and you find yourself distracted by the beauty on the table, almost making you slow down…Almost.

Emmy is physically stretched as her mind is equally split. No more words, English or French, come out of her mouth. All she does is moan and scream as she spreads her legs apart and digs her ankles into your back, locking your place so you can’t do anything besides running a train on her.

Suddenly, Emmy encourages you to go faster, and you start being rougher with her. But, honestly, even without her permission at that point, you would have fucked her as hard and fast as you wanted. Seeing her flushed face and wild hair was enough permission, not to mention her locked legs wrapped around you, preventing you from pulling away.

Despite your earlier thought, thinking she was close to her second orgasm, you’ve found her still one climax deep in your session, and now, you’re starting to reach your threshold. You reluctantly break free of your position and flip her around. She gasps and protests at first, but as soon as you plug her hole again with your throbbing cock, she resumes her moaning as you smash her pussy. You also grab a handful of her hair from this position and pull her back. She gags at the air but whimpers your name nonetheless.

“I’m close,” you warn, pulling harder at her head. After so long, you can’t hold back your second load from shooting. When she hears you say this, she rides along your thrusts, pushing you closer to your limit. She gasps sharply and then moans: “Á l’intérieur de moi!”

At first, you aren’t sure what she means, so you slow down slightly. She sounded nearly drunk when she screamed that, but she pushed herself back on your cock, impaling herself alone. You slowly return to the same speed, and then she chases herself with a translation. “I said inside of me~!!”

“It’s been too long since I’ve had the sensation of being filled~,” she sucks in a breath through her teeth. “And I know I can not ask for a better specimen to fuck me senseless in this area!” Emmy ceases to move, giving you pleasure to push not just yourself over the edge but also herself.

You spank Emmy, and she jolts. As you suspected, she doesn’t pull away or tell you not to. Instead, she takes the spanks as well as she takes your pounding. Her cheeks become red, but you let go of her hair. She lowers her head, and without, her body, leaving her ass in the hair for **** and use. You watch her ass ripple and hear her voice break in sexual intention.

Emmy’s body starts to tighten, and you know she’s finally about to be shattered again. You twitch at the thought, and a single twitch presses her button. At first, she simply gasps, but then she screams. You grunt at the **** in which she closes around you, but then hiss when you feel her release all over your cock and balls. You rub her cheeks and grab her, forcing her into a fleshlight for your manhood.

You pull her off the table, and she falls over you. Instead of moving or adjusting, she taps into her reserves and straddles you. “It’s your turn,” she says, kissing you firmly on the lips. “We can fuck like this until I’ve drained every drop of cum out of your balls~! Just like this! Just like this!! JUST LIKE THIS!!!”

Emmy’s tongue wrestles with yours. Her hands are placed solidly on your chest as she cranks your cock with emotions so smooth you could have mistaken her for a trained whore. She humps your waist, working your orgasm closer and closer to her womb. Finally, your moans bounce off each other like an invisible dog fight between your maws, and you start to tense—your breaking point.

The kiss breaks off, and you pull away to look at her. The girl you’ve fucked for an unknown amount of time time has **** you to your second orgasm. You gasp, and your toes curl. You curse, filling her with a jet stream of cum, and start shooting into her tunnel. “Oh, my fuck!” You say, feeling almost dizzy as you fill her. “Oh, fuck!”

The girl doesn’t stop moving. Instead, she proudly milks you with her pussy grip. She bites down on her tongue, amused by everything you are doing. Your orgasm, your voice, your expression. She’s fallen in love with every aspect of you. She’s drunk off lust and can’t hide it.

“I love watching a handsome man orgasm like zat~!” She kisses you again. You taste everything. Somewhat salty and somewhat sweet– you share a personal kiss with Emmy. “I especially loved watching you fill me up like a lover~!! Indeed, I believe this was another successful session for my career!”

You stay attached to her, but slowly, your mind returns to its sober thoughts. “Are we done here?”