"I made you feel good, didn't I?" Emilia said to me. "So you can help me too, right?"
Emilia was sitting in front of me, her legs spread and arched on the floor. I had never seen anything as beautiful in my life as the little flower between her legs.
Her slit was pink and tight, with some hair around her love tunnel, and a clear liquid oozed from her opening. I wasn't the only one between us who was aroused.
"Is it okay to do this?" I asked her. "I might lose control."
The truth was, I wasn't in a position to hold back. At first, I didn't want to get involved with her, but my mind was already overwhelmed by Emilia's pheromones. I was surprised at myself for not being on top of her, plunging myself inside her.
"It's okay, Edward," Emilia said, looking at me, her hands now pressing against her slit, making the inner part more visible. "I just ask that you be gentle."
