<div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong> Emily | <strong>Location:</strong> Beach | <strong>Tagged:</strong> Richard (MagicalPen)</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KsqfrmHJBM/TACpwnMt_FI/AAAAAAAABzg/0kO0cKmB38U/s1600/emily-scott--1777-1600x1200.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">There was a moment which was not overlooked, when he clearly decided that he could stop, or he could continue; and he chose to progress. Emily's smirk widened as her body felt the entrapment of lusty heat as it circled throughout her insides. Clearly the concern about his girlfriend was not enough to convince him to stop, not after having fallen into temptation. No, now that he tested the waters, he wanted to dive in, and Emily was more than happy to accompany him during the ride. <br/><br/>Biting at her lower lip as his fingers purposefully slid between the slick lips of her pussy, and probed around her clit, Emily spread her legs slightly further apart to ensure he had plenty of access, gushing against his fingers and groaning in response to their work. Though the positioning was slightly awkward, her hand did not leave the waistband of his shorts, instead they tugged the material down slightly, a devious smirk playing at the corners of her lips. Should he have a problem with the revelation of his member, there was always the option of pulling the silky curtains and making the cabana secluded, but judging by how willingly he was going at her open display, Emily was sure it wouldn't be a problem. Besides, she only exposed his member to herself, no one else would likely see, unless they were to approach the pair. <br/><br/>With a moan attached to the end, Emily giggled, shaking her had at him. "It's difficult to think anything less of you when I've barely even met you," she remarked, closing slightly more distance between them, keeping her sapphire gaze affixed to his, as her free hand wrapped blatantly around his cock, gripping firmly, her brows raising as if to challenge him. "Emily," she revealed, grinning at his name. It <em>did</em> sound like an old name after all, perhaps he was older than even she had suspected originally. <br/><br/>Tossing the sunscreen behind her and hearing it land on the plush cushion of the lounger, she would then bring that hand to join the party, cupping his jewels and lightly massaging them between her fingers. "What else can we add to the list of things I'm not supposed to tell your girlfriend? Maybe... receiving a blowjob from the same stranger who caused that hard-on in the first place?" She tilted her head, trying to read him as she showed her intentions. "Though to me, you look like you're raging for full-on fucking. Am I right? Has it been too long since the last time you got off inside a woman?"<br/></div>