Make Emily more bold

Watching from the empty passenger seat, you “convince” Emily to take things a step further. She slowly slides her hand up Milly’s thigh, the Aussie turning a bright red. Her hand disappears under the miniskirt, and moments later Milly gasps. Looking through the fabric, you could see Emily massaging her clit. The noise was luckily drowned out by the rain, though Milly still nervously glances at the oblivious cab driver.

Emily’s other hand reaches to her breasts, massaging them in much the same way. She slips two fingers into her pussy and begins to pump. Milly starts to moan, louder and louder. She stops though when the taxi driver turned to meet her eyes. “Ahh! Stop! Stop it! Emily!” She pushes the girl out of her.

“That’s it. Not in my cab. Get out.” He sneers, pulling to the side of the road. “Hurry.”

Humiliated and blue balled for the second time, Milly doesn’t even argue. She just stumbles out of the car and into the rain. Emily follows behind her, also blushing. “D-Dammit. I dunno what got into me, I just…”

“Whatever… let’s just get to the place.” She mumbles, walking ahead of Emily.