Wearing a light sea blue patch bikini, she walked cautiously, scared at the low lights of the house of mirrors with only it's reflection giving a source of light, as well as the entrance.
Her assets were immense and hypnotic. You can't stop staring at her large bouncy melons going boing, boing with each steps she took. Her immense ass were the size of mountains, jiggling like jelly and eating her undies. In fact, her bikini couldn't handle her assets. The string holding them were guitar string, so thin and tight that when plucked produced sounds.
It didn't take long before she reaches where you are, but thankfully she didn't see you.
She seems oblivious to her surrounding, occasionally knocking down nearby crates and tripping on the floor often. If you timed it right, you might be able to ride her, you can also make her notice you and asked her for a ride if she's willing.
Both options have their risk and reward, only thing matter is what do you choose with
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