Emma wants Amare alone

Emma looks up at you, her eyes still mad with lust and desire. Her eyes flick back and forth from you to your dick, and then back to where Amare was still sitting awkwardly. She continues, "I'm sorry, baby. But he was so close to making me cum."

Amare, who was looking for his clothes, suddenly freezes and begins to listen intently.

Emma's breathing starts to intensity, and her voice drops to a husky octave. "His dick is so big, John. It's so much bigger than yours." Emma is looking at you, but her eyes are unfocused. Her hands start to drift towards her breasts as if in a trance. She starts to squeeze and touch herself, and she starts to sway, remembering the moment right before you came home.

"He told me... that I looked hot..." Emma says in between deep breaths. "That he'd love to see me... without the dress on." You notice Amare drop the pillow he was holding, and his huge dick was still erect. She wasn't lying. It must have been around 10 inches!

"And normally... I hate that kind of attention, but from him it was... different. I wanted to show him just how big of a slut I really was." She starts touching her pussy now. It's soaking wet, juices flowing down her legs.

"And then... and then... we almost... didn't make it out of the store... I was ready to suck his cock right there. I don't know what came over me... But he said his shift was over, so I invited him here... and then... and then..."

Amare was not right next to Emma his huge black dick brushes her cheek, and she suddenly shivers in response. She keeps one hand on her pussy, but the other begins to stroke Amare's cock. You watch helplessly as she does this, until she says those heartbreaking words.

"Please let Amare fuck me, honey. I need it. I need his dick." She plunges her finger inside herself and begins to moan now. "I need it so badly, honey. Please let him fuck me, I was so close to cumming before you came home."