Kiss Emily

You stare at Emily for a second. She's got a nice little grin on her face. Lying down like this, you can see her body so clearly, her lovely breasts pressed against her chest, her cute hair across her face.

You lean over and kiss her quickly on the lips before retreating. You expect her to look angry, but she's still smiling. "Was that okay?" you ask.

"Was that okay?" Emily says in your ear. "That was nice. Do it again?"

You lean over again, still lying next to each other, and kiss her on the lips. This time, you keep kissing her for a little bit longer, and you feel Emily's tongue push past her teeth and into your mouth. Your tongue touches hers, and the two swirl around each other for a second.

You pull away. "Was that okay?" you ask again.

"Yes," Emily says. "Was it okay for you?"

All of a sudden you're sweaty and hot and wet. "Yes," you say. "Should we stop there?"

"Only if you want to."