Searching for Liza's stash

Still panting softly, Emma looked down to observe her handiwork, a wry smirk curling her plump lips. Liza was an absolute mess! Sure, the busty little stoner was a bitch, but she made one hell of a cumdump. At least Emma's shaft had slackened a good deal, making it much easier to think out her next move.

"Hey, slut, can you hear me?" But luckily there came no response, the brunette was still out deep. That was perfect for Emma, she couldn't have her new plaything waking up now. Whatever Liza had gotten her hands on, it must have been strong!

Emma's red brows rose high, a sudden realization dawning on her. There was a chance Liza still had something stashed away!

Slowly, she crept off of her cum-covered toy, that mostly flaccid prick giving an involuntary twinge as it brushed against the **** girl's flesh. From there, Emma began to shamelessly rifle through Liza's discarded clothes, with the hopes of finding something that could add to her own post-orgasmic glow.