Emily - Touched Sample
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Vocal Characteristics
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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P. O. V. Emily, it isn't the first time Alex has given me the key to his office. I asked him once when I was casually dating James but it didn't really happen, I didn't really want to I guess right now. Oh boy, I don't think I can resist. I locked the door behind me, these towering over me. When I turn around Emily, He places one hand on the door right next to my head. Lamb, I place one hand on his chest and the heat goes straight to my sensitive spot. He starts pulling my mask off but I stopped him. Let's keep the masks. I suppress my nervousness and say it as confidently as I can. He tilts his head and runs his fingers down my cheek till his index finger holds my chin. I'm going to kiss you now. His lips brush against mine and he trails his tongue over my lips which immediately part letting out a sigh. He deepens the kiss, reaches for the back of my thighs and I wrap my legs around his waist. His hands are grabbing my bottom and I feel them slowly moving to the middle of my thighs. You're so wet, beautiful. Got to taste you. His voice makes my heated center twitch, I'm going to come and he hasn't even ****** me yet. I'm surprised he doesn't carry me to the couch. Good thing though, because I know Alex occasionally brings women here and I'm guessing his desk is a lot less dirty. He sends me on the desk, my bottom right at the edge and my back falls slowly on top of what I guess is paperwork massages my inner thighs, his hands making way to my center. He puts my white lace panties to the side and my whole body shivers when his tongue brushes my ****. Okay, you taste so good. This tongue explores my folds, his teeth softly graze my **** before sucking it so hard that my nails scratched the wooden desk as I come undone. ****, that feels amazing. It feels more than amazing. But that's the best I can say. At this point, my brain is now slave to my libido. He moves up over me and tells me to take my dress off. I can't move. I whimper, still getting a few aftershocks of the most electrifying ****** I've ever experienced. If you don't take it off right now I'll rip it off for you. They left my head at the sound of his menacing tone and I see him smile. I hear his zipper being pulled open as I'm throwing my dress onto the chair behind the desk, I set up straight at the edge of the desk. He's standing between my legs with a condom wrapper hanging from his mouth about to pull his boxers down. He pulls the rapper from his teeth, tearing it open. I reach for is bold with my other hand. Thank you Lord! He has been blessed