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Playing with Emma!
‘I don’t think I’m a very big fan of the shaved look,’ Emma confesses, as the clip loops again and she snuggles into your side. ‘I mean, it’s a nice cock and everything, but it looks a bit… Barbie-ish.’
‘Ken-nish, surely?’ you grunt. Emma smiles.
‘Yes, but you know what I mean. I prefer yours.’
You can feel yourself grinning. ‘Cheers. I mean, you don’t have to say that, but thanks anyway.’
Emma cocks her head. ‘Wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. You’ve always been my favourite cock.’
Her fingers lightly trace patterns on your shaft, and you squeeze your eyes shut, willing yourself not to cum too early. Then her eyes brighten suddenly. ‘Oh, look, the girls still have their bikini bottoms on!’
You squint at the screen. ‘Yeah, for now.’ The girls are back on the side of the pool, caressing each other’s boobs. ‘D’you like that? The topless thing?’
‘Oh… well…’ Emma looks suddenly flustered. ‘I suppose I do, yes.’
You nudge her gently. ‘I sense that there is more to this.’
Emma nudges you back, but not hard. ‘I’m working up to it, okay? This was my deep, dark secret until about an hour ago. It might take me a minute or two to tell you things.’
You relent, squeezing her hand. ‘It’s okay, sweetheart. You don’t have to say anything you don’t want to.’
Emma sighs softly. ‘I know, but trust me… if I didn’t tell you this one, you’d never forgive me.’
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