Emma.

Emma bounces her ass with ease. Emma has a smirk on her face. Her hair is braided in a top knot. I watch intently as Emma misbehaves. Emma moves her body like an ocean wave. Her oscillations leave me hypnotized. I want to submerge my face between her thighs. Dive into Emma like a swimming pool. I love anarchist demimondes who love being intimate. Emma loves cannabis and conspiracies. Two personal favorites. Perhaps Emma is from the future. Perhaps a parallel Universe. Emma calls me Master. Emma cannot take her eyes off of me. We are currently in missionary. Emma encourages each stroke. Emma wants to orgasm until she is comatose. Baron, better use me like the toy I am. Yes ma’am. That is certainly the fucking plan. Emma plays with her clitoris while slide in and out of her. Emma enters another gear entirely. Baron, I really want you to cum inside of me.

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