Jenny stops, feeling a thud in her bikini bottom. She looks down into her cleavage and upon not seeing you, she says, "Oh, not again!" She said this aloud in a very concerned voice. You can't tell where you are because it's completely dark. You have a couple guesses though, considering how moist it is, it also smells weird... Then, it hit you. You must have fallen into Jenny's bikini bottom again. As you think it, a finger slips under the tight, warm, sweat-soaked, yellow fabric and pulled it away from what must have been her skin. light fills you sight and a huge hand comes in, combing the fabric looking for you. Jenny feels something something, so she tries to pull it out. You watch as Jenny grabs onto one of her pubic hairs, probably thinking that it's you, and she pulls on it. "Oww! Damn! Help me out here Rob!" she says in a frustrated tone. So, you decide that you can climb up tot he top of her bikini bottom by using the rope sized hairs. You grab two and begin hoisting yourself up to the top when you hit a ginormous cavern that must be her pussy. You hop in and grab onto another two hairs, But you hear a strange sound, and you're almost certain that it was a giggle, "Hehehe!! Stop that Rob! It tickles!" Jenny says, basically begging. You hoist yourself up just in time for a huge hand to come plunging down and grab you and rip you from the hairs. "Damn Rob! The tickled and hurt!" She said in a funny voice. "But I guess that I can forgive you!" She says cheerfully and continues walking again. Jenny then gives you a huge kiss, sucking your whole head into her mouth, like a lolly-pop =. "MMMMMah!" (Or whatever sound you think kisses make) she pulled you out and you were covered in spit from head to shoulder. "Oops!" She then makes a fist around your body in a way that only your shoulders and up are showing. She then slowly moves you to her bikini top and rubs you on her bikini to, drying you off on the yellow fabric. She starts to press harder to make sure that you are dry, pressing your head so hard into her huge, soft, supple, breasts that you almost can't breathe. She then pulls you away and says, "Better?"
"Yeah, thanks," you say back. She then turns you around, still in her hand, only to see
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