Emilia moved both her hands to his shoulders, grasping at the material of his shirt to balance as she pulled her hips up off the chair to allow him to remove her pants. She stifled a moan as he pulled roughly, jerking both her pants and panties down around her thighs in a single movement.
She dropped back down onto the seat of the chair, her soaked pussy lips brushing against the seat and wetting it. She groaned, pushing forward against him. Once he drew back away from the chair to give her room to finish stripping, she reached down and slipped her sandals off, kicking them into a corner, and pulled her pants off the rest of the way, leaving her entirely naked before him. She blushed when she realized that fact, especially given that he was still entirely clothed. She lifted one of her arms to her chest, shielding it from view, and closed her legs.
She dropped back down onto the seat of the chair, her soaked pussy lips brushing against the seat and wetting it. She groaned, pushing forward against him. Once he drew back away from the chair to give her room to finish stripping, she reached down and slipped her sandals off, kicking them into a corner, and pulled her pants off the rest of the way, leaving her entirely naked before him. She blushed when she realized that fact, especially given that he was still entirely clothed. She lifted one of her arms to her chest, shielding it from view, and closed her legs.