Amelia plopped herself down on on my right arm. Her jean skirt riding high while she light ground her crotch on my bicep as I lay on the hardwood floor.
We had tussled, playfully at first, but eventually it got more real has Amelia sought to get her rocks off by slipping in a few sensual moves. Squeezing a headlock so deep that her heavy tit smeared itself against my struggling face. Jumping up into my arm and locking me in a strong bodyscissor to wear me out even further.
That last move put me to the ground. Amelia gleefully watched my chest raise up and down, huffing and puffing to regroup before joining me down here. She now leant over my face. Her upper arms squished her breasts together. I moaned audibly at the sight of her cleavage creeping up closer and closer to me.
"Now now babe. You really did try there." Amelia sneered for a second and then grinned. "Time to put you out for good though for this one. Nighty night."
Amelia's cleavage crashed down upon my face. Her dirty pillows swapping out all but the littlest whisps of air. She completed her smother pin by hugging me to her boobs with one hand, and holding down my one 'free' hand with the other. She wordlessly held on tight through my struggles until I started to fade into a blissful, certain, sleep.
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