Emily was leaning forward, her hand moving without hesitation as her fingers wrapped around my cock head.
She wasn't nervous or scared anymore.
She was curious, rubbing the sensitive tip with exploratory touches, examining this new thing that had awakened something primal inside her.
She collected the remaining cum from my cock head with her fingertips and brought it close to her face, pressing the sticky white substance between her thumb and forefinger, watching it stretch and cling with fascinated eyes.
In her excitement, she remained completely oblivious to the fact that her toe had found its way inside poor Rebecca's mouth.
The old woman was trying to say something beneath her foot, probably curses, but whatever emerged sounded like alien gibberish muffled by Emily's heel.
I looked down at Emily with raised eyebrows. "What?"
She gazed up at me with pleading eyes that sparkled with desperate need. "I want it again."
