Emma Watson faked with After Effects
i'm pretty sure these foot massages where the main reason she trusted me completely.
unless i'm sorely mistaken, the only times i got to meet the real emma watson were during and after these rubs.
the ritual had expanded with me introducing her to an almost daily end-of-the-day rum and coke to release even more stress.
she just glanced up, devilment in her pretty eyes, and carried on deep-throating me. "emma, if you don't stop i'm gonna cum in your mouth!" i tried again. anyway, i was able to stop luke from barging into emma's bedroom in the suite where she was staying. nobody knew, but i had snuck emma's current boyfriend in last night. but emma had asked me with her doe coloured eyes to make absolutely sure nobody knew will was with her. apparently luke and she had had a bit of a disagreement on whether will and emma should still be seen together. so i stopped luke. apparently he had added another q&a to emma's already packed itinerary. this one was to take place during breakfast between 7.30 and 8.30. i looked at luke while thinking about what repercussions there would be if i just threw him out of the suite. what kind of a masochist books a q&a during breakfast?