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Emily Willis has slipped her petite breasts and perfectly shaped little ass into delicate pink lace lingerie that barely covers anything. She twirls a strand of her dark hair around her finger, playful and teasing, her eyes locked on you with that unmistakable invitation. She wants you tonight, wants you to claim every inch of her. Slowly she climbs onto the table, hips swaying to some silent rhythm only the two of you can hear. The soft fabric clings to her skin as she moves, arching her back, letting the lace ride up just enough to show the smooth curve where thigh meets ass. Her dance is slow, deliberate, hypnotic. She runs her hands over her own body, tracing the edge of the bra, then sliding the straps down her shoulders one by one. The tiny cups fall away, revealing small, firm breasts with pale pink nipples already stiff from excitement and the cool air. She bites her lower lip, watching your reaction. Then come the panties. She hooks her thumbs into the sides and peels them down inch by torturously slow inch, bending forward so you get the full view of her round cheeks parting slightly as the lace slides over them. When the fabric finally drops to her ankles she kicks it aside and straightens up, completely bare now. Her skin glows under the low light, every curve flawless, her pussy smooth and already visibly wet, glistening between her slightly parted thighs. She spreads her legs a little wider on the table, one hand trailing down her flat stomach until her fingers brush her clit, giving herself the lightest touch while she keeps staring straight at you. A soft moan escapes her lips, barely audible, but it hits you like electricity. She is waiting. Open, ready, dripping with need. Your move. You step closer until youre standing right between her spread thighs. She doesnt flinch, only tilts her head back slightly, offering her throat. You slide one hand up the inside of her leg, feeling the tremor in her muscles, until your fingers reach her soaked entrance. Shes so wet your fingertips slip inside her easily, two at once, and she gasps, hips bucking forward to take them deeper. You curl them, pressing against that perfect spot that makes her whole body jerk. With your other hand you grip her slender throat, not hard, just enough to feel her pulse racing under your palm. She loves it, eyes fluttering half closed, mouth falling open in a silent plea. You lean in and kiss her hard, tongues sliding together while your fingers pump steadily inside her tight heat. She clenches around you, already so close, whimpering into your mouth. You pull your hand free just before she tips over the edge, earning a frustrated little whine. Then you grab her hips, flip her onto her stomach so her perfect ass is presented high in the air. She arches her back instinctively, offering herself completely. You run your palm over one cheek, then give it a sharp smack that makes her yelp and push back for more. Your cock is aching now, hard and leaking. You line yourself up, teasing her slick folds with the tip before sinking in with one long, deep thrust. She cries out, fingers scrabbling at the table as you fill her completely. Shes impossibly tight, hot, pulsing around you. You dont hold back, fucking her hard and steady, each stroke driving her small body forward on the table. Her moans turn into desperate little sobs of pleasure, ass jiggling with every impact. You reach around, find her swollen clit and rub fast circles while you pound into her. She shatters almost instantly, walls clamping down so hard it almost hurts, screaming your name as she comes undone. You dont stop, chasing your own release, slamming deep one last time before you spill inside her, groaning against the back of her neck as you fill her up. She collapses forward, trembling, breathless, a satisfied smile curling her lips. Cum slowly leaks out of her, dripping down her thighs. She looks back over her shoulder, eyes still dark with lust. Round two? she whispers, voice hoarse. Your call.