.. I didn't have time to change".Emma was dressed like a hooker ... one that you would find waiting in a brothel for customers.She was tall (about 5ft...6ins) and she was wearing very high strappy red heels that exposed her beautifully crafted feet with their red toe nails. The dress was short - just below her ass cheeks, meaning that her long legs were on display. The top of the dress gaped open, showing that her ample tits were braless under it.Her beautiful face was flawless and framed by her. I'm gonna put you on hold for just a minute, you stay on the line though. Hang on."He heard the switch and reached out, snagging a pair of jeans out of a drawer. Struggling into them almost made his pass out and he had to concentrate on the mirror again until the room steadied and was still. He heard Allie come back on the phone, barely heard the words through the cotton in his head. There was an incessant buzzing in his ears and his eyes didn't want to stay open."Yeah, yeah, I'm still here,". She didn’t really love me… but you love me.. And I love you.. I want you to be my first!”He climbed on top of me, one hand between my shoulders, easily holding me down. His other hand forced my dress up and out of the way, then he slid it along my ass cheeks, squeezing them firmly. I squirmed, but it was useless, I couldn’t even turn to see him. I tried to talk to him, pleading, but he yanked my panties down to my knees with one motion. I felt him positioning himself above me, aligning his hips. I reached around her and found the zip at the back of her dress and pulled it all the way down. The dress almost fell off her shoulders to expose both perfect tits; now I could work on both."No you mustn't," she said but her body did reflect her words.Leaving her tits to my lips to work on, my hands moved under her skirt to find her flimsy knickers damp and her legs already open. I just ripped them from her body and threw their tattered remains away. Her legs just flopped wide open so I just.