Emma stroked her cock, feeling the slow build up. Her whole world narrowed onto the the insistent urge to reach climax that her cock was feeding her. But, as she felt the edge approaching, her focus was suddenly ripped back to the real world by the shrill ring of her phone.
Pausing in her caresses, Emma scrabbled around madly to find the sauce of the piercing tune. Half out of bed, she snatched it from her bedside table and answered.
"Hello?" She said, rather disorientated.
"Emma, it's Lily."
"Oh, hi Lily...urm, what's up?"
"I need to come over to yours. I've just had a huge fight with Jack, and I walked out, and I didn't know what to do, so I thought I'd call you from a phone box, and now I don't know what I'm going to do.... Please Em... can I hide out at yours until I get my head together?"
"yeah, sure... of course you can. How long will you be?"
"I'll be their in 10 minutes. Thanks so much, I'll see you soon."
As Emma hung up, she wondered what on earth was going on with Lily, and then she realized this would mean she wouldn't have chance to finish her cock off. It was going to be tough enough finding some clothes she could wear!
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