Emily arched her back with pleasure, she couldn't help but touch her own bosom while gazing up at the ceiling. Her thoughts were a conflicting blend of desire, fear, and a longing for validation.
'My whole, I want to dedicate to you.'
'Just forgive me if I go against this time.'
'Yes, I am afraid.'
'I am afraid of her.'
'I am afraid of your PA.'
As Emily continued to lose herself in the act, the fear of competition with Hazel became more palpable.
With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Emily intensified her movements, jumping faster and deeper. Leaning over Francisco, she called his name with a gasp,
Emily
Francisco!
Francisco, who had kept his eyes closed, finally opened them to witness her in the throes of passion. Giving him a seductive look, Emily expressed,
Emily
I want to let you feel good, love.
In response, Francisco, who had been silent until then, finally spoke, questioning Emily's ability.
Francisco
Can you do that?
Francisco
Do you have the power to do it?
However, his mind was consumed by thoughts of Hazel. At that moment, it seemed impossible for Emily to truly satisfy him.
As Emily nodded while gasping, she implored,
Emily
Please hold my hands.
She extended her hands toward Francisco, who reciprocated by reaching out and grasping her palms gently. Emily gently grabbed his palm and placed it on her bosom.
Looking at him, she softly requested with a seductive look,
Emily
Please...
Understanding her desire, Francisco, still immersed in thoughts of Hazel, gave her a somewhat robotic gaze, devoid of emotion, then tightened his grip on her bosom.
Emily, biting her lips, closed her eyes as she experienced a mix of pleasure and pain. It was a rough touch, but still, she found a degree of satisfaction in his touch.
Francisco's eyes were fixated on her face, but for a fleeting moment, he was lost in thought.
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