Climax

Lying on her stomach, Emma pushed both hands down between her legs. With the actions of the day, and everything from the small party, Emma was needing to orgasm. Tired and exhausted as she was, she was even more horny.

Pulling the edge of Jake's shirt out of the way, fingers sought her sex and frantically went about trying to bring relief. The **** had her revved up and ready to go.

In the dark room, with no one to see, Emma gave herself completely to her masturbation. Her legs were spread wide, hips moving so she was bucking against her rubbing and probing hands. In moments she was humping against her cousin's mattress as she frigged herself.

Her pussy was obscenely wet. A filthy squishing sound filled the room. Her fluids surely staining the sheets. Emma figured the room would stink like her long into tomorrow.

And she didn't care. She buried her face in the pillow and raised her ass, then let out a loud, agonized moan as she came hard.

Emma turned her head, but left her hands between her shaky legs. Heavy breathing slowed, turning to slow easy breaths. Feelings of relief turned to an empty but comforting blackness.