<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/WOAQMvG.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Emma Grey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026944#msg16026944)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Guest Bedroom #2<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Black jacket</del>,<del>Black top</del>,<del>Black bra</del>,<del>Belt</del>,<del>Jeans</del>,<del>Black panties</del>,<del>Sneakers</del><br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Foreplay<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jonathan<br/><hr/><br/>Life was just plain unfair sometimes. Three wonderful options and Emma could only have one. After all, it wasn't like she was working with Schrödinger's dick -- able to give Jonathan a more personal type of attention with her mouth that she desperately wanted to give him while he simultaneously satisfied the aching need building between her legs. God, where were the other guys from the party when she needed them?<br/><br/>Emma moaned softly and squirmed her hips against the mattress, partly to direct the vibration where she wanted it. Just as importantly though, Emma was doing her best to look as pitiful as possible. Her next moan had a hint of a whine to it and her eyes looked up to Jonathan, so wide and so pleading. She didn't want to have to say how crazy she was for him. She didn't want to say how bad she wanted to feel him inside herself.<br/><br/>So why not make him want it just as bad, right?<br/><br/>Emma used her handhold on Jonathan's cock to point it down toward her lips. Her head rose slightly from the pillow and her tongue swiped against the very tip of his cock in one quick flick. Then it was a swirling lick around the edge of the flared head -- just enough for her warm, panting breath to feel a little cooler against his skin. Her hand started to jerk Jonathan off again, its pace reminiscent of the game that they had played in the pool, while Emma just rested her tongue against his cock and let the motions of her hand create all the movement.<br/><br/>The teasing was never going to last too long. They hardly had the time and Emma wasn't just playfully flirting when she said that she wanted to make Jonathan cum. With a stretch forward from her neck, Emma took Jonathan into her mouth. Her eyes melted closed in delight and her voice purred in her throat -- like she had been waiting to taste him all night. The way she started to suck Jonathan off told him that she wanted to taste more.<br/><br/>Emma liked to think she was good at sucking dick, but she hadn't done it like this before: her on her back, head turned to the side, cock angled down at her, and the palm that held on to him facing up. It made things tricky. Emma wasn't about to let that stop her though. Her torso twisted at the waist and her head moved forward, taking Jonathan another inch or two deeper. The hand that was guiding Jonathan into her mouth slowly started to move down along his shaft until Emma left her mouth with the job of holding Jonathan steady while her fingertips brushed along and played with his balls instead.