“You, of course!” Emma laughed.  “You’re the muscles in this relationship,” she teased Scott, reaching out and squeezing his bicep playfully.  “And we’re DEFINITELY bringing the handcuffs,” she told him.  “If you can’t find anything to handcuff me or Bella to, then I’m sure we can come up with something to cuff you to!” she laughed.  Emma imagined Scott’s back against the trunk of a tree, his arms stretched around the tree and cuffed behind him.  Oh, the fun she and Bella could have with him in such a position.<br/><br/>Emma sighed with pleasure as Scott let his fingers trail down between her legs, probing gently between her lips.  She parted her legs, giving Scott’s hand more room to move.  “Ahhhhh…” she groaned softly as his fingers lightly pinched her lips between his fingers and the silky fabric of her panties.<br/><br/>Her eyes traveled back towards Scott as he stepped away from her, sliding her legs off his lap, the large bulge in his jeans .  Emma’s eyes widened as she watched him unbutton and unzip his jeans, sliding them down his hip, revealing the tight fitting boxer briefs.  “Veeerrrrrrrrry nice,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows at him.  Emma moved her hand down to cover Scott’s  hand gently caressing her belly.  She guided his hand further up underneath her shirt, going up over the lace of her bra and the curve of her breast.  She was sure he could probably feel the firm nub of her nipple pressing through the fabric of her bra and into the palm of his hand.  She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire.<br/>