Emily moaned as she felt Tehr's efforts intense, her eyes shut her head arched back and her toes curled she shook on the edge of her seat panting hard, hands stroking through Tehr's hair as she panted with a need of obscene pleasures. Eyes closed and squealing, she hopped up a little with her hips, grinding against Tehr's face, her pussy actually squeezing so in ripples that it gave a pleasant rubbing to his tongue within her too. She shuddered and panted, wetness coming out in a light spurt, flying no more than a fingertip's height off her mound but for that short instant it was there, as she then began to pant and whimper a bit, slumping a little on her seat.<br/><br/>Though small, her pussy was very tight and welcoming, strong and stretching at least to the tongue without any problem to its movement, just taking a bit of coaxing. Her breath was fast, her scent strong now, her wetness glistening on her bare slit, the fingertips of her right hand moving to part her sex's lips showing the wet pink quim at Tehr as she lay on her back on that seat, panting slowly. The taste mature and ready, a taste of a woman at her bloom.