Something Got Me Started

Privacy’s hard to come by in Emma Mae’s home, so when she gets a moment alone, she doesn’t waste a second getting down to touching herself. As soon as she could get away with it, Emma pulled up her dress to show off her pussy, and touch her labia, wet with horny desire. Emma lay back, circling her swollen clit with her fingers, and stroking the slick space between her pussy-lips. As she rubbed herself, Emma’s pleasure built to a sweet crescendo, as tension slipped away in waves of orgasmic bliss.