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"Here we are!"

With a sharp yank, she removed the blindfold from your face. A twinge of pain in your temples from the cloth burn, a flood of harsh light. But when your vision refocused, the view was gorgeous.

A small cottage country home at the peak of a distant mountain. You had guessed from the car ride that you two were going somewhere distant, but looking out from the balcony, you could see out for miles and miles. Gorgeous.

But who are you kidding? The real view was her. Amelia was clad in nothing but a bomber jacket and a stars-and-stripes bikini- one that struggled to contain her luscious, bouncy tits. The July heat would've been unbearable, but you figured you could forgive it. Beads of glistening sweat rolled down her neck, adorned the valley of her breasts, and slid down her thick, thick thighs.

She smiled. Shyly, as if hoping you wouldn't notice the growing blush in her cheeks and the arousal in her bikini bottoms.

"So... do you like your surprise?"

"I fucking love it." There's no hesitation in your voice.

"I don't know if I believe you." A devilish smile flickers across her face. You know it. You love it. Amelia presses her body against yours. Slowly, at first, but she doesn't stop, coiling her limbs around your arm and legs. She nibbles at your ear, and whispers.

"Why don't you prove it to me?"

***

It's been six hours since you and Amelia arrived at her country home. About time to take a break.

She had taken you for the grand tour of the country home. And you'd fucked her on every square inch of the damn place. And now, there she lay on the floorboards, covered head-to-toe in love juices. You'd long since peeled off the bikini bottoms and stuffed them into her mouth to silence your slut. Cum and sweat mix and mingle atop her nipples and her perfect, pearly skin, pooling at the valley of her tits. The bra top had been next to go, ravenously torn off and yanked around her neck for a bout of breathplay.

After you catch your breath, she weakly raises her head. "Dear?"

"Yes?"

"I have one more surprise for you."

She gets up and leads you across the cottage by your hand. One of the rooms had been conspicuously omitted from the house tour. You'd thought nothing of it at the time- you were too busy choking her on your dick. But she opens the door now, to reveal that she'd set up a noose something before you'd arrived.

"Ta-da!" Amelia dances over to the noose and tugs on it with her hand. "You know, when you were choking me out earlier, I couldn't help but think, 'shit, is he on to me? Does he know?"

"I was considering it," you say.

"Good. I heard from one of my friends that being fucked while hanging... can't be beat. And then I didn't hear from her anymore." She licks her full, red lips. "Wanna find out?"

As she speaks, your dick raises itself to full mast, once more.

"Tell me what you want."

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