Madison sighed and let Emma take her out to the bleachers. The promise of a longer fuck-sesh was what kept her from pinning Emma to the floor and riding her against her will. She almost called out to Heather to say hi as she sat near her with Emma, but she didn't know if Heather would recognize her from the one time they sat near each other at lunch and exchanged a few words the beginning of that school year.<br/><br/>Madison's attention was diverted by Emma's question, and she turned her head. With a smile, she kissed her quickly. "Of course I am. I'm sure we'll nail this though. I think your big tits will get you in better though." Often times, the larger breasts of her lover made her self conscious about her small bust. Usually though, Madison would dismiss her thoughts about such things.<br/><br/>She put a hand on Emma's leg and leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips. Madison shifted her body and pulled the her short skirt down her legs, even though her own skirt was giving a nice glimpse of her damp cyan panties. Madison put an arm around Emma and rested a head on her shoulder.