The gorgeous blonde swiveled on her heel, and dashed inside. Billy chuckled nervously, and tried to scramble up the slippery rock-face after her. His mind raced with the never-before realized possibilities. He could almost feel her firm, huge breasts under his firm but gentle hand, and her her hot, liquid acceptance as his prick slid passed her bikini bottom...
He was lost in his fantasies as he realized that she was at least 50 yards into the ruins by now while he was fighting an erection on the slopes, when he heard, "Billy, is that you? Billy? Billy...?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He stopped, his heart skipping a beat, before he drew his hunting knife and scrambled through the opening.
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Sandy felt something tug on her ankle in the darkness. She stopped, her massive chest heaving in the dark and quiet of the hallway. She felt goosebumps rise to her skin. She wrenched herself free and whirled. The outside was bright, reassuring. She looked down. Just a mud pit. She chuckled to herself, and made her way further down the corridor. Her ultra-tiny bikini did nothing to shield her from the interior chill. She felt her nipples harden as she left the light.
She absent mindedly rubbed her right nipple through the thin material as she pushed forward. It was dark, but her eyes were adjusting. She could make out the cut of the hallway, the soft curve that was 20 feet ahead, leading deeper into the structure. Her long, tanned legs scissored against one another as she strolled forward. She didn't know she was being watched, constantly, as she made her way.
Sandy turned the corner, and before she knew it, everything was dark. Her hand reached out for the wall as she edged forward, her slender feet inching forward. She was surrounded by the sounds of her own moving. A shuffle. A breathe. A scrape; and... something else.
Her mind recoiled at the thought that anything else was here. She mentally grasped, desperately. "Billy?" she asked, her feet sinking into the muck, in the darkness. "Billy, is that you?" she asked the dark, quiet chamber.
A hand splashed upward in the darkness and gripped her waist. Another encircled her left thigh. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, and was pulled under, into the tunnel. The underwater passage was dark and cold and desolate. She held her breath. It was all she could do... |