Emilia immediately sends a text to all of her fuck buddies the moment she gets home. It is quite simple to understand, being direct to the point. 'I'm in love with someone now. We can't have sex anymore.' It is going to be difficult to give up her adventurous fuckfests, but she is more than willing to do it to be in a proper relationship with Mark. That is what someone like him deserves: a caring and faithful girlfriend, not some whore who spreads her legs for any hot guys who want to get into her panties. Heck, she even stopped wearing panties at one point when her libido was abnormally high, even by her own standards. During that phase, she once got ten guys to take turns fucking her in a row. Not even Clarisse and Helen know about that event.
Feeling naughty, she grabs a photo of Mark that she printed out and uses it to rub her clitoris while she fingerbangs herself until she squirts. Soon, she'll be squirting on the boy's real face and in his mouth too. Just thinking about it got her pussy aching for another orgasm and she quickly rubs one more out, gushing the clear, sticky nectar all over her bedsheets. Feeling satisfied, she falls asleep with her fingers still in her vagina. Not knowing that tomorrow she is going to commit a blunder that threatens to mess up everything.
When she wakes up, the teenager goes through her usual routine. She makes sure to apply some extra perfume that morning, as it will be when she asks Mark to be her boyfriend. The girl combs her hair thoroughly, despite knowing she will still look perfect, even with a rat's nest head. Emilia just wants to look extra perfect so that Mark won't be able to keep his eyes off her. She is so going to score in love today. Just you wait, baby, she thinks to herself. I'm not gonna let you get away from me.
On her way to school, the pretty teenager goes through several ideas in her head. She tries to find ideas about what to do to Mark. Being very sexually experienced, she starts listing some extremely dirty ideas. Maybe, she can get him to French-kiss her nasty asshole and stick his tongue inside. He does seem like the submissive type who'd be willing to rim her ass. Emilia could certainly see herself turning him into a slutty boy, albeit one that's only a slut for her. Her juices are starting to flow again as she pictures herself sitting on his face and cumming all over him.
Soon, she is standing outside the school building. Entering it, she wears a grin on her face when she encounters her friends by their lockers. "Hi!" Emilia greets both of them as they retrieve books from their lockers. "What are you two up to today?" The girl fetches her own items and stuffs them into her bag, an Hermes one that she chose after getting showered and brushing her teeth. Being an heiress means she has access to all the most expensive, fashionable stuff there is.
"Nothing much today. How's working with Mark going anyways? I know you told us not to call him names, but he's really such a dork." Emilia pauses at this, considering something she didn't give much thought to earlier. If she goes out with him, she greatly risks losing her social standing at school. Her friends would likely be upset about it, and may even end up no longer talking to her. That would be a devastating blow, one that she's not sure she'll be able to recover from. She doesn't want to give up Mark either though, so Emilia decides to just lie her way through it first and come up with a way to get them to accept him later.
"Oh, him? Yeah, forget what I said earlier. I just figured out how much of a loser he really is. Always staring at my ass like he wishes he could bury his face between these buttcheeks," she remarks, slapping her firm booty. "Not that I'd ever let someone so pathetic anywhere near my butt though. I'm only just messing with his head right now. Can you imagine how broken he'd be when I told him I never really thought of him as a friend and was only making a fool out of him?"
Unfortunately for Emilia, Mark is just approaching her and hears everything she says. He quickly rushes off before she could turn around and see him, tears flowing freely down his face. The boy finds a hidden corner and buries his face in his hands, sobbing. Mark does everything he could to stop himself from wailing loudly, not wanting anyone to find him in such a miserable state. It would be the worst thing for him if anyone finds out about this. Things are already bad enough as it is now.
He had allowed himself to lower his guards and reveal his vulnerable side to Emilia, letting himself fall in love with the girl. And then she revealed that it was all just a fucking joke to her, shattering his heart to a million pieces and stomping on the broken shards. It tears him apart to have his hope of being in a relationship with a girl he has feelings for completely destroyed by those savage words. Mark allows a few more drops of tears to leave his eyes before deciding that he's already cried enough.
Wiping away the tears from his cheeks, the boy tells himself to remain strong. He tries to contain the fresh drops of tear welling up in his eyes, having some success. It's still pretty obvious that he is melancholic about something. He looks down at the ground glumly, heading towards his first class of the day. The fact that it's Physics makes it worse since he'll be having to sit down next to her for the next hour and that is something which he, at the moment, really wants to avoid. The thought of being near her would have made him very delighted an hour ago, but now he just wants to be as far away from her as possible.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Emilia has the audacity to ask as he sits down next to her. Yeah, right. Pretending to be concerned after how she hurt him with those words. Even if they were meant to be behind his back, she still said them, and without a hint of remorse in her voice. It appals him to see her behave this way, considering how he previously thought she'd become a much better person than she used to be.
"Why don't you ask yourself? I heard what you said to Clarisse and Helen about me," he answers curtly, making the head cheerleader gasp in horror. "That's right. Guess what? Your little plan won't work anymore. I'm not going to be some dumb fool for you to play around with. Hear that?" Emilia is horrified as she realises she may have lost Mark. She quickly pulls herself together though, figuring out that it would be best to focus on classwork right now and find a way to fix this issue later on. What she needs is a clear head to find out a way to deal with this.
After the class is over, Mark leaves as soon as he can, with Emilia trailing after him desperately. She really wants to talk to him about things, but he wouldn't listen to her. It wounds Emilia to see how cold he is towards her now. Emilia can't blame him though, not after what she's said to him. And she knows this fully well, not trying to deny her guilt, accepting that it is solely her fault he is now giving her the cold shoulder.
Just that makes her feel even more pain. It reminds her of the fact that she's a better person now because of him, but she still hurt him through her carelessness. She wishes she can turn back time and take back what she said, so her cute boy wouldn't have to cry. Emilia feels herself crumbling but quickly summons her courage, deciding to pursue him. There is no way she will let Mark elude her grasp. That adorable boy will be hers and she will do anything she has to to make sure of that, consequences be damned. From now on she will go all out and hold nothing back in her quest to get Mark into her arms.
A problem quickly arises though, when she finds him talking to Anna. She decides to be the one listening at this time. Emilia could hear Mark telling Anna, "I just can't believe she would do that to me. Before this, I thought she could be the one I've been waiting for. The girl I could give my heart to and trust to look after it." It makes her feel wonderful to hear that he has fallen in love with her but also regrets not thinking about what she had said earlier in the day.
"Don't worry about it, Mark. I'm sure there is someone else who really finds you adorable and wants to be with and take care of you," Anna says, resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her short arms around his torso. Emilia feels her blood boil with rage at this sight. She clenches her teeth in anger, struggling to contain her fury. The girl reminds herself that murder won't solve any problems. It wouldn't be possible to be with Mark if she's locked up behind bars. No, she has to be patient. She can't act rashly, otherwise, any hopes she has of being with him would be ruined.
She forces herself to look at Anna comforting Mark, constantly having to stop herself from lunging towards them and strangling that bitch. The girl is already going through some motions in her mind about what she can do to sort this mess out and has a plan forming inside her head. Yes, it is going to work. All she has to do is wait for Mark to leave and she can then launch her plan. Soon the two of them would be together, the way that they are clearly meant to be.
Once Mark's left, she walks up to where Anna is and taps her on the shoulder. The bespectacled girl turns around in surprise, looking at her blankly. "What the hell do you want?" she asks Emilia irately, not bothering to hide how irritated she is by the cheerleader's presence. She supposes that she does owe the taller girl her thanks since if Emilia didn't say mean things about Mark, he would still be pining for the head cheerleader and Anna wouldn't have her chance now. Still, she really detests the pompous blonde and wants to get away as fast as she could.
"Stop talking to Mark," Emilia replies. Anna snorts in disbelief, shaking her head. "I'm serious. You're going to tell him that you don't want to be friends with him because he is dragging you down and you would be able to talk to more people if you ditch him. Tell him you don't want to be his friend anymore. You're going to say all of that to him tomorrow, first thing in the morning." The nerve of Emilia to say this astonishes Anna, to say the least. She couldn't believe what she is hearing from the queen bee of their school right now.
"And what if I refuse?" The geek stares at her when Emilia suddenly grabs her wrist, seizing it in an iron grip. The smaller girl cries out in alarm as Emilia twists it in a lock, her thumbs on the back of Anna's hand, bringing her down to her knees in one swift, practised motion. Emilia has never been more glad she convinced her father to let her do mixed martial arts. She swings her knee up, stopping it an inch from Anna's nose, showing her she can break it if she wants.
She then yanks the weaker teen up to her feet and spins her around, wrapping her arm around her neck in a chokehold. "I can completely destroy you if you say no," the girl tells her. "But if you do what I tell you to, I can also reward you." Pushing her away, she pulls $300 from her purse and hands it to the shocked nerd. "I will give you another three hundred bucks tomorrow after you tell him you don't want to be near him again. Otherwise, I'll break your jaw. Got that?" Anna quickly nods, taking the $300.
Later that day, on her way home, Emilia asks her driver to stop at the shopping mall. She gets in there by herself and goes to an appliance store. Now she needs to buy something. A thing that will add some enjoyment to what she is about to do tomorrow.
A few hours later.
Emilia looks at the object she purchased as she sits on her large bed in her suite. There is a circular, flat bit extending from a stem. It is a brand new, good quality nanny cam. The girl smirks as she examines every corner of it. She inserts the batteries she also bought and looks at the instructions that came with the box. Following them, Emilia quickly links the baby monitor to her computer. Setting everything up, she tests it and finds the video recording function is perfect. There is no flaw with the Google Nest Cam Indoor she just purchased. Great. It isn't a part of her plan to snag Mark but will be used to make things better for her when she gets him to be her boyfriend. Much, much better, as a matter of fact. She can't wait to use it the next night.
The cheerleader quickly places the nanny cam on her mahogany bookshelf, the length of which is parallel to her king-sized bed, so that the camera is facing the side of the mattress. The angle of the baby monitor is perfect, granting a very clear view of the bed while being in a hard to notice position. Emilia has chosen a good hiding spot. She is more than happy, now that it is all ready for what she is going to use it for the very next day. It is going to be so wonderful, she thinks to herself giddily, completely excited by the prospect. Emilia finds her cunt very wet and slips into the vast bathroom, getting into the golden bathtub.
The girl spreads her labia, aiming the jets of water from a showerhead at her clit as she stuffs her tight cunt with her fingers. She masturbates right there, moaning Mark's name as she feels the water hitting her sensitive little button, making it swell up with blood. Aroused, Emilia plays with herself, teasing the warm pussy with slow thrusts before pumping her digits in and out of the orifice faster and faster. It feels so good to relax this way after a stressful day. Her homework was already finished and she's already finished setting up the camera, so now she can orgasm as the perfect way to end the day.
Pretty soon she is spraying her juices all over the inside of the tub, screaming Mark's name at the top of her lungs as she orgasms. Coming down from her intense climax high, she takes deep breaths to calm herself down, feeling sweat permeating her flawless skin. The teenager has never, ever had such a powerful orgasm just from her own fingers before. Clearly, it's the result of her fantasizing about Mark, who is about to become hers the very next day, as she reminds herself with an evil grin.
She takes an aromatic bath for the next half an hour to clean herself up, chilling out in the tub and watching a series on the TV on the wall opposite her. Being loaded does come with its own benefits, like the ability to watch television while taking a long bath in a finely decorated bathroom. Emilia feels a smile breaking across her face as she thinks about having Mark in here, taking a bath with her the next time she wants one. The thought alone makes her want to start masturbating again, but she stops herself, wanting to remain focused in the morning.
She goes to sleep in her bed that night, full of energy after mentally preparing herself for what is to come. The girl has wonderful dreams that night, ones that consist of Mark moaning like a whore as she fucks him into submission and breaks his mind with her pussy. Her vagina is totally creamed as she has two, midnight-orgasms in her sleep, waking up twice from the wet dreams and then going right back into the calm realm of slumbering again.
The next morning she quickly takes care of the usual things, making sure she smells nice and her teeth are clean since she intends to do something very special with Mark today and wants everything to be perfect. She is very eager to get to school, eating breakfast at a faster rate than usual. Emilia then gets into her sedan and tells the driver to get her there. No watching YouTube on the way today. Instead, she is going over her plan in her head, figuring out what she is going to say to Mark in the second part once the first has been effectively carried out.
As soon as she is inside, the girl finds a corner she discovered yesterday and hides there. She waits patiently for the next 20 minutes before Mark and Anna arrive together. Crouching down, Emilia observes them, watching the two approach their spot. She is glad to see that they are not holding hands or anything when Mark turns around to face the other geek and smiles at her. This pisses the cheerleader off. 'Mark should only smile like that at me!' Emilia thinks to herself angrily. Stifling her rage, she listens to what he is saying.
"Thanks a lot for being there for me," Mark tells Anna. "I was very distraught after hearing Emilia say those nasty things behind my back, but you told me I'm worth something and helped me to not feel so down about it. I'll always remember that." He gazes at the girl fondly, making Anna feel nervous. Emilia watches on to see if Anna will carry out her side of their little bargain or not. She could tell from the other girl's expression though, that she likely is going to.
"Well, about that. There is something I have to tell you, Mark," she begins, her voice shaking lightly. "I don't want to be friends with you anymore. Because of you, other people won't come near me. You're a pariah and keeping me down. I'd rather be with other people." Mark looks crestfallen at her words, letting her see his tears for a few seconds before rushing off the way he did yesterday when he overheard Emilia dissing him behind his back. Great! Now he is in an emotionally vulnerable state and Emilia will be able to manipulate him into forgiving and having sex with her.
As soon as the coast is clear, Emilia walks up to Anna. "I did what you want now," the shorter teen tells her once she sees her. "Where's my money?" Emilia duly gives her the $300 and Anna then leaves, but not before Emilia warns her to be quiet about their deal. Now she can work on Mark, after having successfully sabotaged the boy's potential alternative relationship. No more rival for her to worry about, with Anna out of the way. This is going to be very easy for her now, she tells herself gleefully. Oh, the blonde can't keep a smile off her face.
She follows Mark to another hidden spot, where he curls up on the ground, his face resting on his knees. The girl looks at him with love in her eyes and walks over, sitting down next to the boy. He looks up at her in surprise, not expecting to find Emilia there. It hurts him a lot to see her pretty face after what he heard her say about him the day before. He still faces her bravely though, not wanting her to see him in any kind of pain. But the facade is not working.
"What do you want? To insult me again, right to my face this time?" Mark asks her irritably, not wanting to deal with any more bullshit. He still loves her but is very angry and in no mood to talk, especially after she's just callously demeaned him yesterday, making fun of him with her friends. It hurts her to hear him say that but she knows it's her own fault she's landed in this mess, and that she has to own up to her mistake. That's the right thing to do. She can't let Mark get away from her. Never.
"No, baby," she says, astounding him with how she addresses him. "I'm really sorry about what I said yesterday. You weren't supposed to hear that. It's not how I really feel about you at all. I just had to say it to keep my friends around. Please, you remember how much closer we've gotten, right?" He feels his heart soften at her words as she suddenly places her hand on the back of his. The way she looks into his eyes so earnestly takes away all his anger and replaces it with something else entirely. Yet he doesn't dare hope for too much now, not at this point.
"And how do you really feel about me?" he asks the head cheerleader, looking at her with his adorable eyes, ones that practically beg her to fuck him. "Tell me how you feel, Emilia, so I know if I've got it right or not." His entire body is quivering in trepidation as he thinks about what he is doing now. What happens in the next few seconds will change the rest of his life. The teenager just doesn't know it yet, but he will soon find out. Now is the chance that Emilia has been waiting for. “You’re Emilia Goldberg, an incredibly smart, athletic and popular girl. What could you possibly feel for me?”
"I love you, Mark Harrison. I’m not Emilia Goldberg without you," Emilia tells him, making him gasp. "I'm sorry I was so horrible to you but I promise I will never be like that again. I really do love you and want to be with you for the rest of my life. Please, I just can't lose you, Mark." He stares at her with tears of happiness in his eyes as she confesses her love to him, making him realize that he wasn't wrong at all to fall in love with her and that he finally has what he's been waiting for.
"Emilia, I love you too. I'm so sorry I didn't give you a chance to explain," he says, embracing her. Before he knows it she has smashed her lips against his, sticking her tongue in his mouth. She French-kisses the love of her life for about ten seconds before withdrawing so he can get some air. "I should have waited and talked to you, instead of running away like a coward. I'm sorry, Emilia. From now on, I'll always trust and never leave you." The two young lovers lock lips again, for a bit longer this time as Mark slowly gets used to her tongue-fucking his mouth.
"It's okay, sweetie. I'm not mad. It's fine. We're together now. That's all that matters. We can tell people we are dating tomorrow," Emilia tells him, placing a finger on his lower lip, leaning in to kiss him on his forehead tenderly. "You're coming home with me after school. I want us to have a romantic dinner together, at my place this time." He eagerly nods, having no idea what she's got planned. The girl heads off to her class, leaving him standing there, looking at her longingly before going to his own first class of the day, completely pleased with what has just happened between the two of them.
The head cheerleader spends the rest of the school day feeling very pleased with herself, having successfully gotten him to be her boyfriend. Now it's the fun part. She grins evilly to herself as she catches glances at Mark, forming all sorts of perverted plots in her head. If he knows what's going through her dirty mind right now, he might turn as red as a tomato and be afraid to show up at her place tonight, which she can't have. That's why she conceals it well, not wanting to spook the poor boy.
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When he sees what she's got her personal chef to prepare, Mark stares in wonder. He is looking at porcelain plates with some excellent food on them. For appetizers, the two are served caviar sandwiches. The boy has very rarely eaten anything so expensive before, only on special occasions like birthdays or when he did very well in an exam. Now it's on a romantic dinner date with his girlfriend. Mark savours every bite, enjoying both the taste of the food and the company of the love of his life, who is looking at him with her captivating eyes, making him blush.
Next, they are served Pan Seared Foie Gras with truffle sauce and chutneys. After that, it's a rack of lamb and then dessert, in the form of apple crumble. The two then take a walk in the garden outside, watching the moonlight together. Walking hand in hand, Mark finds himself constantly looking at Emilia, unable to take his eyes off of her perfect face. The way she has grown to be so kind and sweet to him, over the amount of time they've been together, makes him feel that they are truly meant to be. There's no other way to explain how he feels whenever he's with her.
Once Emilia feels like the atmosphere is perfect, she steers him upstairs towards her bedroom, feeling mischievous. The girl has never been excited about getting someone in bed before. Yes, she was always happy to get someone to fuck her, but this time, she is going to fuck the only boy she has ever loved. Of course, it is going to be much, much different. She could hardly wait to feel him enter her for the first time, stealing his virginity. This is going to be so wonderful.
"Baby, listen to me," she says as she locks the door behind them. "I'm very horny and you're going to let me fuck you. No objections. I don't care if you're ready or not. I'll get what I want." Mark is shocked by her bluntness and even more surprised to find that he's getting turned on by how aggressive she is, reaching down to cup his balls through the pants. She fondles them, squeezing the boy's crown jewel gently as her other hand pushes him towards the bed.
"Honey that's really, really sweet. I love you a lot and I want to make you happy, but don't you think this is a bit too fast?" he gasps as her hand travels up slightly, wrapping her fingers around his prick. She strokes him, making Mark moan. "I m m mean, w we've only s-s-started dating today! I want a quality relationship that will l l last! Ahhh!" Emilia is now jacking his dick, stimulating the hidden tool with her practised hand. Soon, he is throbbing in her grip.
"I want a quality relationship too, but like I said, I'm horny. It's your fault for being so adorable I can't help myself," Emilia tells him, unzipping his pants and bringing them and his boxers down, removing them for him. Pumping his now exposed cock, lubricating it with his pre-cum, she continues "When a boy makes a girl fall in love with him, it's his duty to please her. He should offer himself to her and let her do whatever she wants with his body. You made me fall in love with you, Mark. You're going to let me have my way with you. You're going to let me fuck you like the good fuck toy that you are now."
Mark couldn't figure out any counter-argument to that and soon finds her taking his shirt off too, before she undresses herself. Now they are both naked in front of each other for the first time. The boy can't believe how ridiculously sexy she is, with her large, round breasts and the mouth-watering six-pack abs. Not to mention her muscular thighs and the hairy crotch lying between them. His dick is bouncing up and down as she swings her left leg over his waist, straddling him.
The moment she guides the head of his penis inside the tight channel, Mark cries out in shock. She drops in one slide, easily taking him all the way into her tunnel, sheathing his cock with her pussy. Emilia smirks triumphantly, having deflowered the boy she loves. "You're mine now, baby," she tells him. The girl starts riding his pole, bouncing up and down on the prick. He feels incredibly good as she screws him, her cunt squeezing around the rod. The insides grip his erection firmly as her moist vagina caresses him, providing exquisite friction out of this world.
"Oh, god! Aaaah! Oooh, baby," Mark cries out, thrashing about beneath her powerful body as she rails him, fucking the helpless boy aggressively. "Please fuck me harder. Fuck me hard, Emilia!" He yells out to her in a very slutty tone, spreading his legs apart to make it easier for her to pound his body into the bed. The girl is wildly riding his shaft, impaling her cunt with the weapon that is glistening from her juices. Her extremely powerful pussy is destroying him, making him addicted to her, enslaving the boy completely. He is now her slut, begging her to fuck him like a good, little whore.
"Do you like it, baby? Do you like how I fuck you and make you mine?" Emilia pants as she pumps his dick with her vagina, bouncing faster and faster. Her hips are moving at a blistering pace, bruising his body as she screws Mark, drenching his crotch with her flowing nectar. Rapidly fucking her boyfriend, she pins him down with her hands on his shoulders, trapping him on the bed. Not that he wants to escape. He is now lost to the pleasure she is making him feel, wracking his body with the need to cum. "Beg me to fuck you harder."
"Oh, baby yes! Yes! Fuck me really hard, baby!" He is screaming as she fucks him now, being very loud. The boy would usually be very embarrassed about being vocal like this but is too far gone, completely fucked out by her magical cunt. "Make me your whore, baby! Fuck your slutty boyfriend! Please fuck me till I can't walk tomorrow!" The boy could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching now as Emilia bangs him harder every second.
Being an inexperienced boy, it's only five minutes before he screams like a whore and ejaculates into her pussy. He is cumming bucketloads inside Emilia, firing jets of hot, white semen up inside her womb. The boy's penis throbs violently as her ruthless pussy milks more ropes of cum out of his dick, as he keeps jizzing in the athletic cheerleader. "That's it. Fill my cunt." Once she's sure she has wrung all the cum out of his cock, she gets up from on top of him.
Turning around, she got on all fours, her huge ass pointing at the headboard, her asshole winking at Mark. "Get up behind me and fuck my ass, Mark." Mark stares at her in shock. "Come on. I want your cum in my asshole, right now." She is still turned on and expects more. There is no way he is going to deny her now. As it is, even though he shook his head, he is now getting on his knees, truly unable to resist those massive buttcheeks.
"I'm not sure I can get it up again so soon," he says to her, despite feeling the stirring in his groin again. She replies by grinding her booty on his penis, rubbing her asscheeks all over it. Her hand reaches behind her to spread her meaty globes apart, revealing the wrinkly orifice. Just that is enough to make his dick twitch into position, fully hard now, rod crossed with veins. Now he has no more excuses for avoiding what is coming.
"There it is, baby. I knew you could do it," Emilia says. "From now on, you have no more say over your body. It's mine. Your cock is mine. I can fuck you whenever I want, and you don't have any say about it." She reaches for his cock and inserts it through her sphincter, making him enter her ass.
Emilia's asshole is squeezing him perfectly, fitting snugly around his tool like a satin glove. She is fucking her asshole with his prick lasciviously, slamming backwards. The girl twerks around his rod, flexing her muscular asscheeks in a show of brilliant coordination, blowing his mind away as she makes him fuck her. Mark has lost all control of his body and is now a slave to her whims, hypnotized by the cheerleader into fucking her the way she wants, giving himself over to her.
Mark no longer cares how much he sounds like a whore, moaning as he gives her his cock, fulfilling his duty as her slutty boyfriend. He's only a slut for her though, and will never fuck another girl. Right now he is drilling Emilia's backdoor, following her order. "Yes, Mark. Come on, fuck my ass. Fuck me with your slutty cock. I want to feel your cum sloshing around inside my ass, baby." Her dirty talk is really getting him into it and soon he is thrusting faster and faster, eventually spilling his second load into her bowels.
He lies back down, wanting to rest, but she doesn't let him withdraw his penis, instead, sitting down on top of him in the reverse cowgirl position. Sensing his dick is still trapped in her, he nervously asks "You're going to make me fuck you again?" She looks at him over her shoulder, nodding. Then the girl begins bouncing on him again, this time giving him a view of her ass instead of her tits as she rides him.
The girl's athletic ass fucks him into oblivion, reducing him to a brainless bimbo. Mark is uncontrollably thrusting up to meet her movements before his weak cock pumps another load inside Emilia's ass. This time, Emilia's asshole completely empties his balls, draining him. She lies down next to him on the bed, not too surprised to see his state. Her muscular ass actually knocks him out with the orgasm. The girl snuggles up to her passed out boyfriend, wrapping her arms around his fragile body possessively. Emilia looks up at the top of her bookshelf with an evil smirk on her beautiful face.
Mark lies there, completely oblivious to the fact that a hidden camera has secretly recorded him and his girlfriend having sex.
