Dr Emma Hall Porn Novels & Stories

She couldn't stop replaying the scene in her head, no matter what she did. Emma was sitting on the table, a vibrator in her hand, her skirt was gone, and she was caressing the tips with her tongue. Scarlet was sitting next to the door, staring at Simon's pictures, which she had taken without his knowledge. Just looking at his pictures alone made her feel wet between her legs. "'Fuck, he's so hot!" Scarlet muttered, rubbing the picture with her thumb. "Emma moaned, fucking herself with the vibrator. 'I can't manage to control my urge until we find a room... Yes!' She drilled herself really fast. Scarlet shook her head and turned her gaze away from her.

Emma I stood still by the door watching the panicked look in her eyes, of course by now she must have known that her cover was about to blow up, her eyes kept darting between the door and her phone, I can tell she was already typing bundles of messages on her phone, a knock sounded and I smile and turned to her, “The show is about to begin, better brace yourself for what's coming, your accomplice better be prepared cause this time around I won't take it easy on you” I Flung the door open and standing before the door is Mr Valmore and a group of police officers “Emma, are you okay?” Mr Valmore asked in panic and rushed to my side “I’m okay” I smiled at him, “Miss Hennesy Henso you're here by

Without a word, he pulled out his phone, tapped the screen, and handed it to her. The video started playing. There she was—moaning his name like a whore, hips grinding desperately against her own hand, face buried in his shirt. The audio was crystal clear: “Damien… please… I want your cock so bad, Sir…” Emma’s face flamed. She tried to hand the phone back, but he held it firm, forcing her to watch the entire thing—her orgasm, the way her body shook, the wet sounds echoing in the master bedroom. “Such a pretty little slut when you think no one’s watching,” he murmured, voice rough. “Your parents would lose their minds if they saw this. That strict pastor father of yours… imagine the sermon he

There’s a huge stack of magazines I think. “We are looking at bridal magazines and watching this bride movie. Actually, it’s a lot better than twilight”. I laugh. I can feel Ruth’s glare. “Baby, go somewhere private for a sec”. As Emma stands to walk out Ruth yells, “ewww no phone sex in my apartment”. Emma stops and looks at me and back at Ruth, “I’m not going to have sex with my phone Ruth. That’s weird”.

My length is disappearing in and out of her, I am going to burst. “Fuck. I am going to cum.” I throw my head back as my cock explodes, her body reacts and her pussy spasms. Her juices mix with mine as we both cum together. But next I hear the familiar voice of Emma coming into the kitchen, “Do you guys think that we could perhaps get some water?” I spin around in shock only but staring at her, “What the fuck. Why aren't you at the fucking club?” Then next to enter is Dominic, “Why are you fucking in the kitchen?”

EMMA The front door clicked. Miss Lena had arrived early. She walked in and stopped, eyes wide at the sight of Mr. Harlan balls-deep in my dripping cunt, fucking me senseless doggy-style on the couch. My skirt was bunched up, my ass red from spanking, pussy stretched obscenely around his thick shaft. Instead of shock, Lena smiled wickedly. Her hand slid down and squeezed her heavy tit. “You two started the real lesson without me? How greedy.”

She heard a crash, then his footsteps as he ran down the hall to her. **** Dean held Emma’s hand as they waited for Doctor Fife to come see them. She was pale and freezing cold, despite the summer heat. Dean was freaked out, but he was determined to hold it together for her. If it’s back, the last thing she needs is for you to fall apart, man. You can do that later, when you’re alone. The office door opened and they turned to see Hal Fife. He didn’t look upset, they noticed, and they exchanged glances, almost afraid to hope. Maybe everything was OK after all?

His reputation turning to dust and his company going bankrupt. “Did you hear about—dude, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I turned to Summer, my tongue feeling like lead. “I…” I blinked hard when I heard the shouts coming from the dean’s office. “What’s going on?” Emma joined us, leaning back on her locker and going through her phone. Compared to me, she seemed like she just had a vacation in the Bahamas. “Our dean slept with a minor and accidentally uploaded the videos on Pornhub.”

Emma. Fuck!