You bet she is

"FUCK!" Emma cried as you shoved your cock into her.

"Goddamn, you've got a good pussy!" you grunted, thrusting deeper into her.

She was sopping wet, making it easy to glide in and out of her crevice. She wasn't as tight as Caitlyn, but you didn't care. This time, you didn't need to worry about go easy or pulling out.

"Turn around! I wanna look at your ass while I fuck you from behind!" you commanded.

Emma nodded, turning and bending over her desk.

Again, you **** yourself in, ramming the girl from behind.

Her fat ass jiggled and recoiled with each push. You reached forward and cupped one of her cheeks, giving it a firm squeeze.

"You've got a nice butt, too. You like it when I do this?" you asked, spanking Emma.

"Mph. Y-yes." she murmured between slaps.

"Sorry, I couldn't quite hear you. Do you like it when I slap your fat, juicy ass?!" you shouted.

"YES! YES I LOVE YOU SPANKING MY ASS!!!" Emma cried.

Her face was beet red, her eyes watery. And while you could see her face changing, you could also feel the muscles in her coochie tightening on your dick.

You leaned forward, one hand still on her bum, another gripping her shoulder. You dove into her neck, kissing her all over. Emma's body was like a ****. The more you used it, the more you wanted to keep using it.

"Feel how hard I am, Emma? I'm almost ready to explode. You ready for me to creampie your pussy? Ready for me to fill you up with cum?"

Both of you were breathing heavily. Neither of you could take much more.

"Do it! Please, give me your cum!" Emma begged.

You had to wonder if she was only like this because of your note, or if she actually liked getting creamed. A thought for later, as you were at the edge of orgasm.

"YYYYYYEEEEEESSSSSS!!!"

You yelled together, reaching climax simultaneously. Your cum flooded her insides as Emma quivered underneath you. You gently slapped her butt cheek one last time before pulling out, letting your cum drip from her nethers.

Exhausted, you and Emma leaned on your desks.

After gathering your strength, Emma spoke up.

"Fuck, John. That was amazing. I never knew sex could feel so incredible."

You smiled, feeling fulfilled with your work.

But now, you had an important choice to make: do you wipe the slate clean, erase Emma's memory, and maybe get serious with her later, or do you double down on the changes you made to her and wing it with an obedient Emma at your side?