Emma feels Jynx's hands on her hips, and turns her head.<span style="color: blue">"Wait ..can't we talk about this or something?"</span>She hears the SLAM at the door- folllowed by screaming...its obviously Loretta. She feels guilt- but only for a moment. Guilt wasn't an emotion Emma allowed her self. Not anymore. She shakes her head and looks back at Jynx as she pushes the head of the toy against her ass.<span style="color: blue">"I mean..don't even offer a girl a bit of the old regular in' an out first?!"</span>she tries (and fails)no to let on how terrified she is of taking something so big in that orifice.<br/><span style="color: blue">"We can still have fun' kid..c'mom..lets talk this over.." </span><br/><br/>She tries to reason, beads of sweat starting to form on her neck and fore head.  She feels Jynx spit..her mind already made up.  She feels the tip probe against her tight backside pulling her ass away. Jynx would have to force this issue- and that's all there was to it.<span style="color: blue">"Can't i just blow you and call it a day?" </span>She asks hopefully.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>