Emily

She saw Rebekah go and, not long after, she realized how thirsty she was. She grabs the jar of water from the fridge and drinks without a care of a cup. She drank with enthusiasm and some of the water ran down the side of her small lips. They run down to her cheeks, join the scout and then down her neck. When they reach the base they divide again, this time two streams flow in direction to her small nippes.

She only acknowledged the water when they reach and she gasped with surprise. She looked down and a shiver took all her body, she smiled, placing the jar on the sink and her hands pressed her small nipples. She plays with them until the arouse gets to a point where only push, pull and squeeze become boring and anticlimax, so her hand crawls down her belly, nails scraping on skin. Reaching near the crouch her hands apart and go sideways. She grabs her butt and gives some slaps on it, her smile grows to a chiming one to a savage and lustifull. She kneeled, stretching her body backward until her head hit the refrigerator. On her front, the metal door from the cupboard under the sink gave a figure of her “Don’t matter”, she said, the job can be done even if she was blindfolded. And so she began with her right hand pressing and pushing her clitoris while the other hand worked on her left breast.

Outside, in the sky, the clouds give space to the moon and the moonlight enters the glass door of the balcony of the apartment. She looks at her reflection now clear and smiles “Hello beauty”, her eyes gaze on her pussy hide in the shadows and she plunges 3 fingers in.

She began slowly, flavoring the sensation but it was not long before her libid began to be incontrolable so she speed up, and had to bite her lips to not let go a loud moan. Her left hand leaves the nipple and heads to her cunt, rubbing it with abandon.

And so her organs came, and it was a strong one. Her eyes fix on the ceiling while she left a silent mouan that goes along with her love juices that splash on the floor. The first was followed by three more and it only stopped because Emily had no more strength to keep going. She was breathing heavily and stayed in that position, legs open with a full view of her crotch. Her forehead was full of sweat and when she looked in front of her she saw her reflection. She opened a smile “That was amazing”, she said “Wait until I do this with Rebe...”, she couldn’t continue, her throat closed.

Her face, once with a smile, turned to calm and then to panic. She rises and, with eyes full open, inspect the room.

Empty.

‘Where is Rebekah’? the thought hammer her head with ****.

Then, the epiphany hit her even harder. She staggered to the door that leads to her mother's bedroom.

In her mind only one phrase stays and refuses to leave.

“You were tricked”