Full Tilt Emma Scott Novels & Stories

As I entered the kitchen my stomach growled at the aroma of fresh coffee and warm pancakes. "Good morning Ash!" She squealed in excitement when she noticed me while placing the last pancake on a large plate along with the others. "I wish I had your energy," I whined as I took a seat at the kitchen table and looked at her as she put a plate in front of me. She could pass for a model with the figure she had. Emma was roughly 5'7, small waist that flared out to killer thighs and a nice butt. She had a heart-shaped face with porcelain skin, big brown eyes, and long blonde straight hair. But Emma wanted to become a lawyer and was waiting to hear back from the University of Columbia on her accepta

Clear cum began to leak around Scarlett’s thrusting fingers, running down to her puckered asshole. “That’s it… make her messy,” Lilith purred, circling the altar like a predator. “I want to see her squirt for the first time before any fists go in.” Scarlett added a third finger, stretching Emma’s walls obscenely. The freshman’s pussy lips were puffy and flushed dark pink, clinging to the invading digits. Scarlett’s thumb rubbed tight, brutal circles over Emma’s throbbing clit. Emma’s orgasm hit like a freight train. Her eyes rolled back. A broken wail tore from her throat as her cunt spasmed violently around the three fingers. Hot, clear fluid sprayed out in rhythmic jets, soaking Scarlett’s

"Ohhhhhohohoh yes. Oh god yes. Please..." "There you go, little sis. There you go baby sis. I know you want to come so bad. You want to show your big bruvver. You want big bruvver to see. Show me, Em. Show me. I want to see it so bad. I do. I do. I want to see you cum, Emmy. I want to see my baby Emmy cum so bad..." Emma shuddered then collapsed. She dropped my hand as she dropped to the floor. Oh no. Did I saw something wrong? She folded in half, her beautiful tits crushed into her shiny, strong thighs. I reached for her.

As we passed the living room, Emma’s older brother, Clinton, glanced up from his book. "Hey, Emily," he said, his tone a bit too serious for my liking. "Can I talk to you for a second?" I exchanged a look with Emma, who seemed puzzled but nodded. "Go ahead. I’ll wait for you upstairs," she said, disappearing up the stairs. Tony followed Emma, leaving me alone with Clinton. "What’s up?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light. Clinton put down his book and stood up, looking me straight in the eye. "I need to talk to you about your brother, Kelsey."

Joseph's POV: "Hello, Emma, what are you doing here?" I asked Emma as she wore a cream-colored dress that perfectly accentuated her shape. She was slim-figured, tall, and sexier than Amaka. While Amaka was fair-skinned and of average height, Emma was a model, so she had that slender body and an hourglass shape. Although Emma Clement had used surgery to enhance her shape, she was light-skinned too. "I came to have fun as today is Sunday. Honestly, Joseph, I missed you and the fun we had," she said, taking a step closer to me as I got out of my car.

Emma. Fuck!

"Pound me like you did Emma. Make it hurt so good!" Emma watched from the desk, her legs spread wide and tied down, her pussy dripping even more. "Daddy, please," she begged, her submissive tone soft but desperate. "Fuck me harder and faster too. I need your cock stretching my tight pussy again. Don't leave me empty." I pulled out of Lila's soaked cunt with a wet pop and stepped forward to slam straight into Emma's tight hole. Her virgin walls clamped around me as I thrust hard and fast, my balls slapping her ass. Emma moaned loud, her tied body jerking on the desk.

“I applaud you and your team when you found another missing body. Sincerely, I am proud of you. But the mayor... he wants us to focus on our duty as peacekeepers of Pinephil. Let the big shazam be solved by the Shazam.” Ember furrowed her brows, hand crumpling the folder containing the evidence. Fathima Mae December alias Ember — her mother tends to refer to her by her second name — stands between five feet and eleven inches tall. Ember's short, messy hair is rolled into a small, low bun, allowing the thin strands of her brown hair to blend in with her black hair, making her look like a dark chocolate peanut butter cup. She parted her lips, a light shade of nude lipstick brushed on it. She w

oh my god Cable stop thinking dirty about this girl she is just an annoying journalist ". Cable finally removed his hand from Emma's lips when she started to take a deep breath. "what the f*** was that why you just pulled me in the men's toilet". She shouted Cable now smirked to see Emma uncomfortable and started to tease her. "You started first I should take revenge. " Emma oh my God! I did not know Mr King Campbell the famous Idol is a low-key pervert. “Cable smirk "oh! am pervert hu? then I should do what perverts do *smirk*". Cable again stepped toward Emma most probably to scare her. "Mr. Ki-king Cable, what are you trying to do?? stop right there. I am warning you I know judo." Cab

“Do you think Jarek should lie to Aunt Petunia using the fake wine?” “Um…” Canna could not answer. Emma sighed. She reached out to pick up her bag. “Auntie, I’m sorry. I really can’t put up with a wicked person like Jarek. Since he’s not leaving, I’m leaving.” After she said that, she got up and left without hesitation. Felicia secretly snickered. Emma was usually graceful and polite, but if she was triggered, she would be extremely fierce and disrespectful. “Mdm. Mason, I can’t have a meal with a wicked person like Jarek either.” Then, she called out to Thomas. “Tom, let’s get out of here.”