Show her something a little more female-friendly…

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‘She’s pretty,’ Emma says breathlessly, eyes hooked on the screen. Beside you, her fingers are now determinedly working over her cunt; circling, teasing, and occasionally dipping inside. ‘They both are. What’s her name… Caprice Apolonia?’

You smile. ‘Caprice is on the right, Apolonia’s on the left.’

‘Oh…’ On screen, both the pretty brunettes are now topless. ‘They both have nice boobs. Quite small, but still…’

You chuckle. ‘Small but sweet, right? See, you don’t need to have massive tits to be sexy. As I keep reminding you.’

Emma sticks her tongue out primly. ‘They do have lovely boobs,’ she admits. ‘I don’t know about you, but I prefer it when their areolae aren’t too big or too small. Those look just right.’

‘The Goldilocks principle,’ you say knowledgeably. Emma shoots you a quick look of astonishment. ‘Perfect nipple-to-boob ratio there, yeah. Gorgeous.’

‘Is that a real thing, or are you making it up?’ Emma asks suspiciously, without taking her eyes off the screen.

‘I think it’s an astronomy thing.’ On the laptop, the two girls are fondling each other’s boobs. ‘But I may be applying it uniquely here, yeah.’

Then one of the girls almost kisses her friend, before pulling back teasingly, and Emma points accusatorily. ‘That’s exactly what you do to me! Teasing like that!’

You laugh, stroking Emma’s fingers lightly as they slide over her smoothly-shaven cunt. ‘Yeah, and you love it. Your point?’

The girl on the left gasps suddenly as she gets her nipple sucked, and Emma makes a soft sound of longing. ‘That looks fun,’ she whispers, and you’re beginning to hear how wet she is.

Then the shot cuts to a guy getting his cock sucked, and Emma giggles. ‘Oh, look, there’s the bloke,’ she says. ‘Nice of you to join us.’

You grin as the two girls take turns working over the cock on screen, trails of spit beginning to join their mouths. ‘Lucky guy,’ you observe. Then one of the girls feeds the cock to her friend, jerking it in hard, confident pumps, and you can’t help starting to squeeze your cock yourself.

Emma doesn’t notice. ‘I like her shoes,’ she says unexpectedly, and you snort with laughter.

‘You’re looking at that side right now?’

Emma shrugs. ‘I’m looking at both! I like how you can see them just having fun and being normal at the same time… it makes it seem more real, somehow. Like they’re real girls, not just porn stars.’ She blushes as she says it.

You snicker. ‘Not just porn stars? Emma Watson, I’m amazed at you. Objectifying women like that.’

Emma throws you a filthy look, but does not stop masturbating. ‘Oh, shut up. This is literally porn, okay? These women have consented to being objectified. It’s different.’

‘Mmm, talk dirty to me like that.’

This time Emma elbows you lightly in the ribs. ‘Stop trying to make me feel guilty, all right? I’m enjoying this!’

The girls on Emma’s laptop are now swapping the cock between them; playing with each other’s nipples, licking and sucking each other while they’re getting fucked, even thumbing each other’s clits. Emma takes in a shaky breath as she watches the girls taking their time over a tongue-kiss; the older girl teasing again, taking her friend’s lip between her teeth and stretching it out for a moment.

‘That’s hot,’ Emma confesses under her breath. The sounds of her wetness are only getting louder.

Then the cock’s back in shot, fucking each girl for a few seconds, before the clip cuts to the final cumshot. Emma wrinkles her nose slightly, making a disappointed sound.

‘Is that it?’ she demands, when the clip fades to black. ‘After all that? He barely came at all?’

You laugh, sliding your hand back over her fingers – which are now shiny and wet. ‘Not enough cum for you? I thought you weren’t so into that in porn?’

‘I’m not! It’s just…’ Emma looks guilty. ‘Well, excuse me for being just a little disappointed when he barely cums enough to splash their noses. I suppose I’m just used to a higher volume of product.’

‘Too fucking right you are,’ you grunt, delighted. ‘Good thing, too. Your face was made to be cum-soaked. If I didn’t cover you every time we fucked, I’d never forgive myself.’

‘You don’t cover me every time we fuck,’ Emma points out, circling her clit. ‘Sometimes you cum inside me.’

You have to laugh, breathing harder now. ‘I cover your insides, slut, and that’s what matters.’

Emma’s eyelashes flutter unexpectedly, and you hear her breathing quicken alongside you. ‘You really shouldn’t call me a slut,’ she murmurs, almost too quietly to hear.

You lift an eyebrow at her. ‘Is that right? Don’t you like it?’

‘No…’ Emma’s other hand is suddenly over your cock, gripping it lovingly. ‘I think I like it too much. That’s the problem.’