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Jack slid his arms around Emma’s waist. ‘I’m so glad you’ve decided to do this, baby,’ he whispered into her ear, his masculine hands sliding up her body towards her luscious breasts. Emma closed her eyes, her nerves on the brink of taking the poor girl over. She knew one thing for sure – either now, or lose him. For her, time paused for a second, as she took in the last few moments of being a virgin. She gazed around the hotel rokettube room – well, they couldn’t have sex around either of their houses with their parents around. She took in the pale yellow walls, discolored because of the multiple smokers staying in this trashy establishment. ‘He could have chosen a nicer place for such a special occasion,’ she thought. Emma turned to Jack, pecking his lips. ‘Give me a moment. I should asyalı porno freshen up,’ she said with a smile, then stepped towards the bathroom, swaying her hips for him so her voluptuous ass would mesmerize him. With a giggle, she opened the door, then hastily closed it behind her. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck,’ she thought, sliding down the door, head in hands. With a couple of steady breaths, she azeri porno took in the bathroom. It wasn’t much more than the bedroom, but at least it was clean. Emma stood and placed her hands on the sink, staring at herself in the smeared mirror. ‘You can do this. It’s what he wants. It’s what you want.’ She nodded, asserting herself in the situation. She tried to give herself a seductive smile, practicing for when she stepped out of the bathroom to greet him. Running her hands through her hair, she sighed, feeling pathetic as she simply gave herself a lopsided grin with eyes that looked high on drugs. Emma turned and opened the door a tiny bit, catching Jack tugging on his cock.
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