She does. Does she??

It felt like an eternity and she doesn’t move, just sort of cocks her head and looks me up and down.

I giggle, I think to break the tension. Thankfully, she laughs back. I jump on the bed and push her over.

“You’re suuuuch a jerk!” She yells and pounds my chest. I grab her wrists and we roll around laughing until I put one of my hands on her thigh.

Emma freezes in place. She looks in my eyes and asks, “For real?”

“For real.” All the tension in the room brakes. She exhales as I slide my hand up and brush her lips. She’s still wet from playing with herself.

I try pushing two fingers into her. She’s dripping down her leg but it’ still a tight squeeze.