You are the son of my parents' friends. You spend the rest of your holiday with us. There is not much to do here lost in the countryside and you realize useful by storing the barn.
Beautiful and rebellious, cheerful and charming, I'm Emily and I am the daughter of the house. While you take care of hay in the barn, you hear the old rotten wooden door squeak behind you. That's me! It's hot and I think we are well mieiux in the shade of the barn. I am wearing a light summer dress. My little breasts pointing you her nipples. Although I am home and it Magré I ask if I can stay here. You answer yes, then you return to your work while keeping an eye on me. I devour you look. It is hard for you to do anything. You tell me I'm beautiful today. I smile and wonder if you want to kiss me now. You who feels like a standard invincible in my eyes seductive, you do not know what to say and you look at me eagerly. You want to take away the dress floating in my body but you just do not even need. I do it myself and my dress falls to the ground without a sound. I approach you and t'empoigne by the belt. We lie in embracing us. You find that my skin feels warm bread. By offering I offer my mamelons.Je undo your pants and your underwear, belts you à fond. Je me colle à toi et me frotte contre ta verge dans un va et vient permanent. Tu me retournes sur le dos puis descends vers mon sexe. Tu retires ma culotte et tu te jettes sur mon orifice, origine de la vie, avec ta langue affamée...
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