No she passes out

John feels his heart pounding in his chest as Amelia's words hang in the air. He can't believe what he's hearing, but he can't deny the intense desire that's coursing through his veins. He nods, his voice barely above a whisper, "Okay."

Amelia's eyes light up with excitement as she takes a step closer to John, her body pressing against his. She reaches down her fingers brushing against his hardening cock.

Amelia's fingers continue to tease John's hardening cock, her touch sending waves of pleasure through his body. She looks up at him, her eyes full of desire, and slowly lowers herself to her knees. She takes his cock in her hand, her fingers wrapping around the shaft as she begins to stroke him.

John lets out a low groan as Amelia's hand works its magic, his body trembling with anticipation. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to taste him, and then she takes him into her mouth. John's head falls back as he moans, his body shuddering with pleasure as Amelia's mouth moves up and down his shaft.

John's pleasure is cut short as Amelia suddenly goes limp, her body slumping to the floor. Panic sets in as John realizes she's passed out. He quickly kneels down beside her, checking her pulse and breathing. He finds both to be weak but steady. He notices an empty bottle of **** on the table and realizes she must have had too much to drink. He quickly scoops her up in his arms and carries her to her bedroom, laying her down on the bed.