Emmaline loses herself in the man's embrace

Both of them were huffing for breath, but from the look in her eyes, it was clear that Emmaline wasn't done yet. With her legs as leverage, she adeptly spun around him, throwing the man onto the bed so she could climb atop him once more. His cock slipped back inside her warm folds with ease.

Emmaline placed a hand on the center of his chest, mostly for balance, but taking a moment to really feel the firmness of his pecs. She rode him, wide hips rocking wonderfully as she moved. The man stared up at her, drinking in the angle of her athletic, buxom body. The soft bouncing of her breasts, the way they swayed back and forth. The shaking of her hair, and of course, the needy lust painted across her face.

She had started off gently at first, but it wasn't long before Emmaline was moving with real enthusiasm, hips rolling and bucking. Already, though, the gas was starting to really work it's effect. Her movements, while still quick and fueled with raw sex, were a bit slower than before. They were clumsier, almost as if she was drunk.

The man's hands came to her hips, helping stabilize her and guiding her as her motions became more reckless. In response, Emmaline placed her hands on top of his, finger's interwoven as she let him move her as she pleased. She was his to command and guide, and she would do all she could to please him.

Emmaline's thoughts were growing fuzzier still. The room blurred around her, but in the moment, it was hard to think enough to convince her to stop. His cock felt so good up inside her, and from the way he moved, she could tell he was getting so, so close.

Emmaline raised her hands in the air, connecting them over her head as she took back control. His hands still rested on her hips, but now the movement was her own. She rocked forward and back, shifting like a belly dancer, with quick, short movements that were well beyond most women, or even practiced whores. She grinned at the way his eyes widened, a goofy, drunken expression, and only smiled wider when she felt his cock swell.

The man grunted and thrust up once as he came inside her, spilling his seed deep into her cunt. Emmaline paused, and all at once, the confusion hit her. She fell forward, collapsing against his chest, where the man caught her. "I...mgonna take a nap..." she said. Feeling safe in the warmth of his firm embrace, Emmaline let her eyes fall shut, giving in to the exhaustion that had taken her completely unaware. Sleep overtook her, and the room went dark.

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