Let her break the kiss.

You let go off her and she looks at you angrily.

"You bastard!" Emma slaps you.

"What! I was just kissing you!" you say. "What's wrong with that!"

"Well..." She stands there.

You put your arms around her waist.

"What are... you doing..?" Emma asks.

You kiss her once more, and this time you use your tongue. She doesn't try to break the kiss. You tongue wrestle for awhile.

Then you move your hands up her shirt and gently squeeze her tits. She moans and pushes you away.

"Your hands are cold!" Emma says.

"Doesn't matter!" You pull her body against yours.

"No! Stop!" Emma tries to push away.

You let her go.

"I don't want to kiss anymore..." Emma says. "Let me go home."