LOGINEven though Mr. Vincent was aroused by the video and Emily's boldness, he still wasn't comfortable. He knew he should have stopped this long ago, but a part of him was paralyzed by her confidence and the sight of her sitting there so calmly, watching things that should have made her blush and turn away. In the video, the man pulled out and turned the girl over in a doggy position. He spanked her ass and plunged into her. The girl arched her back and cried out in a way that made Mr. Vincent’s blood run hot. He looked at Emily, and she was still watching as if it was nothing. She had her chin resting on her hand with her eyes wide and focused. There was no sign of shyness on her face. It was as if she was studying the scene and learning from it. The man grabbed the woman's hair and began to fuck her harder while spanking her. The action was so intense that he couldn't take it anymore and turned to her, "I think it's time to sleep. Off the television and go to bed." His voice was g
"Why don't you change the movie to a better one?" Mr. Vincent said, trying not to sound harsh. The images on the large screen were becoming too much for him to ignore. He wanted to look away, but how can he be the one to look away when a younger girl is watching comfortably?"But I like this one. It's very interesting." Emily boldly replied. She didn't look at him. She kept her eyes on the screen where the actors were becoming even more intimate. "But do you want me to change it?"She asked, even though she knew why he wanted him to change it. She could see out of the corner of her eye that he was restless. She loves the fact that she could make a man like him feel that way. "It's inappropriate for you to watch this." He replied. He tried to make his voice sound stern this time, like a father figure, but it came out a bit shaky.He was forty-five years old, and he had seen a lot in life, but sitting next to his daughter’s best friend while she watched an erotic movie was something th
That night, Emily and Sandra decided to watch movies together. They were sitting on the plush sofa with a bowl of popcorn between them. It was an interesting Korean romance movie. "Has your dad called you about Desmond?" Sandra asked amidst the movie. "I haven't received his call. I'm still waiting. Maybe Desmond hasn't called him yet." Emily replied. When the movie ended, Sandra excused herself to go back to her room and do a video call with her boyfriend. It was 8:30pm. Since she sleeps by 10pm, she decided to watch one more movie before going to bed. This time, she didn't want a comedy or an action movie. She wanted to watch something naughty. Something that would match the strange, heavy feeling she had been carrying in her chest since she came. She picked up the remote and chose steamy romance movies. Among them were 365 Days, Fifty Shades of Grey, High Society, and other erotic movies. She looked at the posters of the movies, seeing the way the actors were holding each
She felt a sharp pinch of jealousy in her heart. The name of the caller was 'Kelly Sweetheart'. Emily doesn't need any prophet to tell her that she was the fiancee Sandra was talking about. She felt sad. It was as if he was cheating on her. She wished he never had a fiancée. She wanted him all for herself. When Emily didn't say anything, Mr. Vincent turned to her and asked, "Who is that?" then returned his attention back to the road. "Kelly, sweetheart." She answered. "Should I pick it up and tell her you are driving?" "What? No. That's my fiancee. Answer it and put it on loudspeaker let me talk with her. Don't say anything." Emily frowned and swiped it right, then put it on loudspeaker. She held the phone and looked away. She didn't want to hear this woman’s voice, but she had no choice. "Hi, Honey. Louis Vuitton launched a new ultra-luxury handbag today. I want to be the first to get it." They heard Kelly say from the other side of the phone. Her voice sounded very demanding l
About ten minutes later, they got out of the water together, dripping wet. As they were coming towards the tent, Mr. Vincent looked up, only for his eyes to land on Emily's chest. Her bikini top was soaked through, and it was clinging to her skin. Apart from that, her breasts were more exposed than before. He could almost see the full view of her breast. Her nipples were pointing out to the wet fabric as if they wanted to make a hole. He felt a sudden heat in his body that had nothing to do with the sun. He thought maybe she forgot to adjust her top after swimming in the waves. For a second, his eyes drifted from her chest to her crotch. He could see the shape of her pussy clearly through the wet light material. Knowing the effect it will have on him if he keeps looking, he picked up his phone and began to scroll through it, pretending to be very busy with his phone. When they got closer to the tent, Sandra walked up to her father. "Dad, can you take a picture of us?" He lo
Soon, they got to the beach. The drive ended smoothly, and the sound of the waves became clearer the moment they stepped out of the car. There was a big hotel right behind the beach, standing like it owned the entire view. Mr. Vincent led the way inside to collect their tickets. They approached the front desk, and the receptionist greeted Mr. Vincent warmly. Their tickets were handed over without any delay. He had already paid for everything before coming. He ordered wine, ice cream and other snacks, then instructed that they should be brought in thirty minutes. After that, he gestured them toward the beach entrance. The moment they stepped out, the beach revealed itself fully. The sand was clean and bright. The waves rolled gently, creating a soothing rhythm. Far at the extreme end, under a large tent, Emily noticed a couple making love. She glanced briefly and smiled before turning her attention back to Sandra. Sandra and Emily headed straight for the changing rooms, cha







