Engrossed as she was in the bout cunnilingus, ears covered by Emily’s thighs, Lisa remained none the wiser as to my presence, Repositioning the digit at Lisa’s tight brown knot, the younger girl worked and worked and worked, twisting and turning, jabbing and stabbing until finally it was buried fully. “What are you going to do to me,” asked Lisa coyly, stroking her stomach tenderly with one hand, the other gripping the coat hook above her head, waiting, anticipating and longing to feel Emily on her and in her. xnx I continued to watch agog as Emily pulled the finger out with a discernible plop, raised it and beckoned to me. Despite her tender years, Emily was clearly in control of the tryst.
