*Continue*

I ignored the remote. I didn’t want to miss my opportunity. My cock was still erect, so I could keep going. I took every piece of clothing off of her, and took off my own. I saw her naked body, and was filled with lustful thoughts. I kneeled down, lifted her legs, and began to eat her out. It tasted amazing with each stroke my tongue took.

I only wanted to make her wet enough for me to enter, but used more of my tongue than I thought. It looks like even though she’s paused, she took me into a trance. I snapped out of it, and wiped off the excess saliva I had on me. I stroke myself as I prepared myself.

I picked her up from her chair, and sat down in my own. Both still naked, I held her pussy right above my cock. I slowly entered, and was held aback by how tight she is. I didn’t move so that I wouldn’t cum so fast. It took a minute or two for me to gain my composure. I continued to lift her up and down.

I was so happy that the Emma Watson was getting fucked by me. What started off as slow started to become a lot faster. I grabbed her chest and the need for ejaculation was coming. I was going too fast to stop. Not that I wanted to anyway. I stood up and placed her back onto the desk.

Seeing her deep fakes on porn can’t beat the real thing. In the midst of ecstasy, I knew I was about to cum. I hugged her as I came, making this one somehow more than the last. Was it because I was more turned on?

It didn’t matter. I knew we had to end this at some point. I looked at the clock, and it seemed like it was reaching her time to leave. I guess I forgot the fact that the remote can only control women, not time itself. I cleaned her up, but knew she was going to feel everything I did to her. This realization only made me more excited to press play.

The button was pressed, and not only did my cum exit her mouth, but her pussy as well. She seemed to be shaking, but not from shock or anything like that. But I think she came once or twice. Amazing.

I paused her once again, and cleaned her up once more. I pressed play, and she was still shaking in her seat. I asked her what was wrong. She couldn’t answer without stuttering. I pretended to realize what the time is. She agreed that it was time for her to leave.

I accompanied her to her car. We exchanged goodbyes, and saw her leave in her car. I can only thank whoever gave me the remote, because I’m already looking at my list of contacts.