Maeve could only grip onto her thighs to steady herself as Emily continued to fuck her mouth. Tears subconsciously rolling down her cheeks. Watching the man fuck Emily, Maeve continued to feel her arousal pooling in her thin underwear and the familiar heat gather in her lower stomach. Looking up at Emily and deciding she wanted to continue to please her, she moaned around her cock as she continued to hit the back of her throat, moving her tongue against it as much as she could.