Remind Emma Watson who owns her cunt!

‘Actually, Em,’ you say softly, reaching out to touch her arm. Emma Watson looks up from the cunt she’s riding with hazy, lust-filled eyes. ‘It’s sweet how you think it’s up to you who I fuck. But here’s the thing. I own your cunt, remember?’

Emma Watson bites her lip. It’s simultaneously the hottest and most adorable thing you’ve ever seen.

‘Yes,’ she whispers, lifting it off Emma Stone’s face. ‘Sorry, sir. Would you like to fuck this slutty little redhead, sir? I was only…’ She glances down at Emma Stone with a flash of longing. ‘I was only warming her up for you, I promise.’

Your cock is now so hard it feels like it’s straining away from you, like it wants to bury itself in Emma Stone’s tight blonde cunt.

‘Yeah, I’m going to fuck her,’ you tell Emma Watson lightly. ‘And you’re going to watch while I do it. But you get to ride her face, and I’m going to make out with you at the same time, so I don’t think you’ll mind too much. Ready?’

It takes Emma Stone a moment to realise that you’re addressing that last part to her. ‘Yeah,’ she gasps, squirming underneath to try to get closer to your cock. But Emma Watson’s got her pinned, and she only succeeds in breathing more heavily, boobs rising and falling hypnotically on her chest. ‘Fuck me, go on! Bet you never thought you would, bet you never thought she’d let you! Bet you never thought you’d get the ch-aaah-’

The rest of her words are cut off by a sudden, rapturous scream as you surge forwards, burying your cock in Emma Stone’s perfect blonde pussy, while your hands come up to grip Emma Watson by the back of the head, kissing her more forcefully than ever.