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Chapter 50 by Writerofsmut02 Writerofsmut02

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She agrees

Amelia, her cheeks flushed from the **** and excitement, leaned in closer, her voice taking on a sultry edge. "Alright, what do you think would be fair," she asked, her eyes sparkling with a mix of challenge and desire. John raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by her boldness. "If I win," he countered, his voice low and teasing, "you'll have to do something for me." Amelia nodded, her smile playful yet determined. The game began, the tension between them palpable. This time John did not play around and easily won.

John smirked, his eyes gleaming with triumph as he leaned back into the couch. "Looks like I won," he said, his voice low and teasing, as he reached for the wodkabottle. Amelia's cheeks flushed deeper, her naked form illuminated by the dim light of the room. She bit her lip, a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling in her stomach. The air was thick with tension, and Camila, still hidden in the closet, held her breath, the camera capturing every detail. John's gaze never left Amelia as he poured himself a drink, his mind racing with the possibilities of what she might do next.

Amelia's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "What do you want?" Her eyes met John's, a mix of fear and desire swirling within them. John's smirk widened as he set the drink down, his gaze never leaving hers. He leaned forward, his voice low and commanding, "I want you to do something for me, something that will make this night unforgettable. Did you and your last boyfriend ever have sex?"

Amelia's eyes widened slightly as she shook her head, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the TV. John's smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming with a knowing light. He leaned in closer, his voice taking on a teasing edge. "So, you're a virgin?" he asked, his words hanging in the air like a challenge. Amelia hesitated for a moment before nodding, her head moving almost imperceptibly. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, nervous gasps.

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