Hailey looks down, at the two of you pressed against each other, separated by only thin fabric, for now. Hailey looks down at where you meet, then bites her lip and looks up at you through her short bangs. A 'fuck me' look giving no possibility for misunderstanding.
Emmas teeth suddenly wake you from your musing and you bare your neck involuntarily. Her hands, which were around your waist, are now at your belt buckle, struggling a little with it from around your body.
'Don't forget about me! I want some too....'
She gives up with the belt buckle, but rubs your obvious erection through the trouser fabric.
'...if only we could get at it' she pouts perfectly, resting her chin on your shoulder. |