<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"><span style="font-size: 15px">Emma tilted her head to the right as Jared fondled her breasts and kissed her neck. She might as well let him work her up a bit now, it might be a little better for him later on. Her head rolled with his kisses and sucking, allowing him free access to her neck. He would pay for every hickey he gave her. He started yanking on her dress, and she could have killed him. This was not a $5 dress he could just rip off. She quickly loosened it in the back so he could get to her breasts.</span></span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 15px">{Keep this up and you'll be under my control.} Emma thought in amusement. She allowed the kisses to continue and the fondling of her bare breasts. She was just biding her time. She wished she could get him to drink a little more tequila, but he seemed interested in her. Maybe it was time for a costume change... that way she could save her dress. </span></span></span>