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Her hand pressed against her breast as she remembered Melissa Owens from the text and the landlady, Sarah. Emma smiled, gritted her teeth and let all the sexy thoughts flow through her. Her hand and her finger came down on her mound and she pressed eagerly inwards. As Emma teased apart her pussy lips; still covered by her crinkled skirt and knickers, she uttered the words. ‘Yes, Morgan, take me now, be mine…’ It wasn’t the true intention of the phrase but it made Emma feel much better to think it was sexual in nature. Freesexchatnoemail com. Her finger would have almost disappeared inside her hot cunt, if it wasn’t for the elasticity of her tight knickers.
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Her knickers would have to go soon, thought Emma, there are far worst passages in this manuscript than that of Melissa Owens. Emma flicked over a good few pages until she settled on Bevie Richards; always taunting the boys to kiss her before she pulled away. Free fetish dating no credit card required. Was that all it took in those days, thought Emma, smirking, a tilt of the head and pursed lips. Tipping her head back, she wondered if Bevie ever kissed a girl or whether Bevie would kiss her given the chance. She hoped she would. Her lips extended as if to kiss Bevie Richards, right there, in ‘the snug’. She closed her eyes as she kissed the cool air.
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Emma’s brown eyes flung wide open as she remembered where she was. She looked around, wary that someone was watching her, but the fact that no-one had caught her daydreaming sexy thoughts was a relief.
Emma took a large gulp of her lager and continued reading the pages.
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