Title: Ass Worshipping Dykes: Scene 27
Celebs: Emilia Clarke, Felicity Jones
Codes: FF, oral, anal, mas, con
Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
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Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.
We fade in on Felicity laying on her stomach, asleep, as we hear a shower in the background, which suddenly stops. In the adjoining bathroom, we see Emilia step out of the shower, grab a towel, and quickly dry herself off. Moments later, she emerges from the steaming bathroom, naked, hair still damp. “Fe?” she says. “Babe?” Just then, a wicked smirk appears on Emilia’s face.
“Boy, you’re really out, aren’t you?” she says, pulling the covers off the bed, then crawling on. “That’s alright, babe, I know how to wake you…” Emilia grabs the waistband of Felicity’s panties, and pulls them down. “Hm…” she says, feeling up Felicity’s naked cheeks, “Don’t say this enough, Fe, but I’ve always loved your arse…” Emilia then leans down, spreading Felicity’s cheeks, and, in our first close-up, begins to lick her snoozing butthole.
“Hmm…” Felicity moans in her sleep, before slowly waking up. “Huh…” she gasps, gape-jawed. “Em, what are you doing?”
“You were asleep…” Emilia answers, rubbing Felicity’s anus with the tip of her middle finger, “So, I decided to wake you up…”
“By licking my arsehole?” Back in the close-up, Emilia continues her anal tongue-bath. “Uhm…” Felicity moans again. “That does…feel really…good…” She then starts to grind her hips. “Ooh…Don’t stop, babe…” As Emilia licks her ass out, occasionally substituting in a finger, Felicity grinds against the bed, face contorting, letting out little whimpers, as her breathing deepens. Finally, she buries her face in the pillow, and cries out, as she cums.
“Hm…” Emilia says, lifting her head out from between Felicity’s cheeks, the latter then rolling onto her back, and smiling at her. “Something tells me you liked that.”
“How about you bring that juicy arse over here, and I’ll show you how much I liked it…” Emilia grins at this, then crawls over, and sits on Felicity’s face. “Hmm…” Felicity hums, muffled by Emilia’s cheeks, which she grabs and squeezes, as, in another close-up, Felicity begins to eat out Emilia’s asshole.
“Oh…Wow…” Emilia starts rubbing her thighs, as she closes her eyes, bites her lip, and tilts her head back. “God, just like that…” Back in the close-up, Felicity begins to bear down with her tongue, which causes Emilia to groan, with a little whimper. “Jesus, Fe…” Emilia whispers, face contorting, as she starts rubbing and fondling her breasts. “I am so wet right now…” Brow furrowing, she then lets out a long moan. “Fuck, I think I might actually cum…” Emilia starts to grind against Felicity’s face, and her breathing gets more vocal, until, with a loud, throaty groan, she climaxes.
Moments later, the two lie side by side, smiling, running their fingers over each other. “Well…” Emilia says, “Now we’ve done that.”
“Yeah, you’ve been waiting forever to do that, haven’t you?”
“Think you’d do it again?”
“Oh, definitely…” The two then kiss, as the scene fades out.