The Agent: Book One

Part 42- Emily Bett Rickards

The Agent- Emily Bett Rickards

Emily looked so adorable on her knees, your dick pressed against her lips as she looked up with those innocent but rather sinful eyes as she slowly bobbed herself back and forth over six inches repeatedly as your hands eventually found the back of her head and held her hair as you felt your hips pushing into her more as she moaned and giggled. You had picked her up from the airport as she had flown in a day after Caity had arrived as she wanted to spend some time with her friend and you and Emily had a good rapport, but you definitely weren't expecting her to be so...handsy on the ride back to your place and now here you were, both waiting for Caity to get back from getting her hair done as Emily strokes you and let's some strands of saliva connect between her lips and your cock as she asks if you've ever wanted to fuck her and you of course admit that it's crossed your mind.

She giggled and pushed her frames up as she was wearing her glasses instead of contacts at the moment which honestly made her even hotter as the look worked so well for her during her time on Arrow. She sucks you back down more vigorously for a few minutes until she pulls off and takes her shirt and bra off revealing her beautiful perky titsnthsy while smaller then Caity's were still a lovely sight. She was more comparable in body type to someone like Samara or Ana De Armas, and that was just fine by you. She lays on the floor of your room and pulls her jeans off and you help her strip them off as well as her shoes and socks as she puts her free foot to your mouth as you sucked on her toes as she giggled and strips her panties down as well as she runs her other foot along your bare length and tells you to stop and fuck her.