End of week and head home

The car smoothly starts to move, the driver opening the partition to ask for the address. Emma's eyes are glowing with curiosity as she asks, "So how did it go, babe? Did you finish the movie?" You take a deep breath, still trying to adjust to being back in LA, "Yeah, it was intense. I'm just glad to be back home with you and Riley." Emma smiles, wrapping her arm around yours, "We're happy to have you back, too. Now tell us all about it." As they drive down the highway, you begin to recount your experiences from the past week, while Riley listens in with rapt attention.

You describes the wild parties, the late-night shoots, and the endless supply of food and drinks. But as he talks, you can't help but feel that none of it compares to the simple pleasure of being with Emma and Riley. You tell them about the beautiful women you met, the wild sex you had, but also admits that none of it compares to them. Emma and Riley share a knowing look, and Emma squeezes your hand.

As they pull up to their luxurious mansion, you can't help but feel grateful for the life you has built with Emma.

The car comes to a stop and the driver opens the door for them. Emma steps out first, followed by Riley, and then you; they enter into the house and before he can do anything. Emma's eyes lock onto yours and she gives you a mischievous grin. Before you knows what's happening, she pushes you down onto a nearby chair and quickly drops to her knees.

"I missed you so much, babe," she says, her voice husky with desire. She begins to unbuckle your belt and unzip his pants, her movements quick and determined. Your heart races as you watches her, feeling a surge of excitement and pleasure at her eagerness.

Emma frees your cock from your boxers and takes it in her hand, stroking it gently as she looks up at you with a wicked smile.

Meanwhile, Riley, who had been quietly observing the scene, can't help but feel a surge of desire as well. She steps closer to you, her eyes locked on yours. "You fucked me before you left, and I've been thinking about it all week," she says, her voice low and sultry. "I need it again, babe. I need this cock."

Emma, still on her knees, looks up at Riley with a mischievous grin. "I think that can be arranged,"