Valentines day
Emily, your gorgeous valentines date, blonde hair high on her head in a pony tail, wrapped in a backless crimson slip dress that barely clings to her curves, leans against a table in the near empty restaurant. Her thigh peeks through a dangerously high slit, the hem riding up her round ass, revealing her black lace panties. She leans on the table. She is drunk, loving it because you love her drunk. Drunk on Emily In the sultry glow of her apartment, Emily stands before her vanity, the fairy lights weaving a seductive halo around her reflection. Her heart thunders with a heady cocktail of anticipation and raw desire, her skin prickling as she imagines the night ahead—Valentine’s Day with you, the man who sets her body ablaze, especially when she's lost in the euphoric haze of alcohol, her inhibitions dissolving into a pool of wanton need. She drags her brush through her damp blonde hair, the strands gliding like silk between her fingers, before sweeping them into a high, sleek po...