Emma Watson
Emma felt different. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what was different, but something felt…odd. Not unpleasant – quite the opposite in fact.
As she stalked the streets, wearing next to nothing, propositioning any driver who wound down their window, Emma mused on how wonderful things were, now that she’d chucked in all pretensions at a respectable career.
And, as Emma wrapped her lips around her latest client’s throbbing cock, Emma finally realised what was different about her today.
Her bun was up. Her mind was out. She almost came at the thought.