Whatever it was, it must not be all that important. What if she’d locked it? Indian sex “They’re not lame! “You’re just jealous cause you don’t have these!” Emma said, gesturing to her boobs. Her eyes roved over me slowly and I smirked to myself as she eye fucked me shamelessly. I spouted off the first lie that came into my head. She came on her hand, whimpering and twitching as I fucked her cute little face. “A ha!” she cried victoriously. “Yes,” she said, nodding. Emma for one was a walking wet dream, standing 5’2 with brilliant blue eyes and a mouth-watering D-cup chest. My ego inflated to mammoth proportions. “Oh god, just fuck me, please?” she begged. Whatever happens between you two is on you.”
“Oh my God, yes!” Lizzy cried, grabbing Emma and hugging her. I couldn’t believe she was enjoying this as much as I was. “BUT I am not doing a single chore
