Emily turned around to see her lover, Gemma, smiling at her. She was wearing her usual, off-the-shelf body, but she was dressed up. Her hair was dark ...ed today, and she'd styled it over one eye. Her remaining visible eye was framed with thick, black eyeshadow, reminding Emily of a raccoon. She wore a tight black spandex top that only covered one shoulder, contrasting it with a surprisingly tomboyish pair of combat trousers."This place is beautiful," said Emily. She felt underdressed in her. I slowly kissed my way down to her pierced navel and as I unfastened her jeans, she toe-to-heel kicked off her flats. She smelled shower fresh, with a light touch of perfume, but it would not cover the smell of her sexy essence. She wiggled out of her jeans and I eagerly helped her take them off. Her pink lacy panties were soaked in her womanly juices.I looped a finger into the elastic sides of her panties and slowly pulled them down over her thighs. She had a small, thin, closely cropped and a. She was in a horny and playful mood, and I don't think she was bluffing about her talk of "liking Greek". She gave me the impression she dug the initial pain burn and intensity of anal screwing, but wanting a red ass was just playful fantasy that I think every woman enjoys at one point or another.We drove back to the restaurant to pick up our food and we still had 5 minutes to wait of the 15 they said it would take. I turned the car off and she unbuckled her seat belt and scooted across the low. Should I be worrying about her being right about that too?" No. I'm definitely going down there with you, because that was what I lost when I lost our bet. I never said I'd be staying for that long. I don't think I'm going to like being down there with all those people. You never said how long we have to stay down there. How many accounts do you plan on opening up before we can come back here?" As many as I can. Maybe five or ten thousand. I'm planning on us living down there, permanently. I.