Emily's lips were parted in a groan, the stretch she was getting from his shaft making her tremble, trying to not buck her hips back. The moist slit was well prepared to receive him but the difference in sizes still left her cunt squeezing him tightly, the feel of it making her shudder as his hips drove him inwards to her damp depth. Swallowing, Emily was panting already when he neared the depths, the poke to her womb's gates making her gasp loudly.<br/><br/>His apology was met with a pat on his cheek from her right hand as she smiled and nod, panting a little and holding her bottom up proudly. She wasn't sorry. She had wanted things and it seemed that it did not upset her to reach that far once, especially when doing so a bit gently at least. Shuddering, she did move her legs closer to one another though, clenching up on the head of the shaft in her moist heat, shuddering as his hips bucking rubbed her silken, tight pussy's inner walls, making her pant, and her bottom shake with a need.<br/><br/>"Ahhmm... mmh... I might have to... drag you back home sometime." She commented while clenching up on him, almost as if trying to hold him still by her sheer squeeze alone for a moment, groaning out with the pleasure of the rubbing wearing down her strength fast, bottom shaking before her eager for the attentions.