Chapter 84
Chapter 84
Amelia was wearing a flowing casual outfit, but she had on a pair of flat sandals. Her toenails were painted with pink nail polish, looking very beautiful.
Amelia walked to the side of the lounge chair and sat down abruptly, causing her large breasts to shake. It was then that Arthur noticed, Amelia wasn't wearing a bra. Through her clothes, her nipples faintly protruded.
Smiling at Arthur, Amelia said, "Thank you, Arthur."
"You're welcome! I have something refreshing in my room, let me get it for you!" Arthur said, then turned and went inside to bring out a pale yellow drink.
"What is it?" Amelia asked in a sweet voice.
"It's all in Japanese, I don't know either. My son brought it back from Japan, it feels quite comfortable after drinking it," Arthur said, his eyes excited and his hand holding the cup trembling slightly!
Amelia had already raised the cup and drank it without hesitation. "Feels good!"
"Really? It's just right to help you relax." They both leaned back on the lounge chair, Amelia closing her eyes slightly, while Arthur stared intently at Amelia with a pair of unsettling eyes.
Suddenly, Amelia blushed, she opened her eyes and looked at Arthur who was staring at her, but seemed not to notice the strangeness in Arthur's gaze.
Amelia suddenly groaned and then, as if suddenly awakened, said to Arthur, "Arthur, I, I have to go back."
Arthur remained noncommittal, but Amelia had already stood up.
Suddenly, her legs trembled, and she sat back on the lounge chair. This was clearly a strong aphrodisiac!
Amelia was both surprised and angry.
"Arthur, what did you give me to drink? I feel so uncomfortable now!"
"Where does it feel uncomfortable, Amelia?" Arthur's tone was full of teasing.
As he spoke, he approached the lounge chair where Amelia was leaning back, his eyes fixed on Amelia's hazy gaze and slightly furrowed brow.
Arthur squatted in front of Amelia, his hands holding her feet. Amelia tried to break free, but she had no strength in her body.
Arthur's fingers teased the soles of her feet, Amelia's toes tightly clenched together. The tickling sensation seemed to reach deep into her bones, and the repressed desire inside her began to stir.
"Don't, Arthur," Amelia pleaded with tears in her eyes, but her body's response was beyond her control.
"Don't what?" With Amelia's toes in his mouth, Arthur asked in a muffled voice.
"Don't, lick my, toes."
"Baby Amelia, don't say toes, say sexy toes."
"Not say?" When Amelia didn't do as he said, Arthur immediately opened his mouth and sucked on Amelia's toes frantically.
Amelia let out a series of suppressed moans.
"Okay, Arthur, don't, don't suck, my sexy toes." Her body trembled on the lounge chair, unable to bear the ticklish sensation.
"Okay, I won't suck your toes." After saying that, Arthur let go of Amelia's feet. Then, he lifted her legs and placed them on the armrests on either side of the lounge chair.
With her legs spread wide, Amelia leaned lazily, exposing herself to Arthur.
Arthur's hands reached into Amelia's sports top, finding no bra, his hands freely groped Amelia's large breasts.
Amelia moaned intensely, lifting her hips off the chair. With both legs on the armrests, her entire intimate area pressed against Arthur's head.
Quickly, Arthur leaned back, pulling down Amelia's loose sports pants. Her slender waist and white lace panties were exposed.
Her face quickly flushed, glistening tears swirling in her eyes. Despite her shy appearance, she was irresistible.
Arthur released his mouth, his hands grabbing Amelia's sports top and pulling it down from her head. Amelia's top had already left her body.
Amelia's upper body was completely naked, and Arthur's eyes gleamed like a beast. The noisy sounds from outside occasionally drifted into the courtyard, but inside, the atmosphere of debauchery grew thicker.
Arthur pounced, grabbing Amelia's breasts and squeezing them hard. His tongue teased Amelia's nipples, and after a few moments, tiny goosebumps appeared on the areola, making the nipples swell as if milk was about to flow out.
With her eyes tightly closed, Amelia's hands hung weakly at her sides. Between her furrowed brows, it seemed she was enduring an unparalleled pleasure.
Her teeth had loosened from her lips, her cheeks blushing, tears glistening in her eyes. She couldn't resist moaning uncontrollably.
"Don't, don't, touch my, breasts."
"Don't suck your breasts, want me to stimulate your already wet vagina?" Arthur's voice carried heavy breathing.
"No, you can't." Suddenly, Arthur covered Amelia's moaning lips, his lips passionately kissing her rosy lips. Amelia's teeth, tightly clenched, were no match for his tongue.
The passionate kiss made Amelia whimper in her mouth.
Arthur's tongue teased Amelia's smooth tongue, and the desire inside Amelia began to erupt. Their tongues finally entwined.
They kissed wildly, sharing saliva through their tongues. The saliva was sometimes connected and sometimes broken.
Amelia suddenly laughed, her tearful face shining like the sun on melting snow in early spring.
Arthur shamelessly said with a smile, "You're so lewd!"
Amelia blushed, looking at Arthur with a mixture of shyness and resentment. Her hands suddenly lifted and lightly pounded on Arthur's chest.
"So Amelia has been wanting to make love, do you really enjoy being stimulated by me?" Arthur teased.
"You annoying old man!" Amelia blushed. Her eyes watery, she looked at him with a mix of tenderness and resentment.
With a lecherous smile, Arthur squeezed Amelia's breasts even harder. He lifted Amelia from the lounge chair, then leaned back, letting Amelia lean against him.
Amelia's sports pants were already half off, and Arthur removed them completely. She curled up in Arthur's arms like a soft little lamb, allowing herself to be manipulated.
With one hand kneading Amelia's breasts, the other hand caressed her labia through her lace panties.
"Baby, your vagina is so wet, look, the shape of your labia is visible through your panties."
"You're so bad, who let you keep stimulating and teasing me." Amelia gasped softly, responding to Arthur's touch.