Emma

“I’m not natural at all,” Emma says, giving me a look. Then she looks around, seeing that we’re alone in this corner of the park, and spreads open her knees, pulling her skirt taut, giving me a view of her pussy, tight, bare, and pink. Then, just as quickly, she brings her knees back together and smiles at me. I stand there a moment, shocked. That was definitely on purpose. And her pussy... I cannot deny it looked good. But I decide that it’s probably wisest to pretend this didn’t happen. “That boulder over there, we can get some good pics there,” I say.