Vacation Among her Mountains


Written by Septia


-Kkdtwddfth- A loud bounce shot the front wheel upwards, leaving Sam juggled in the driver seat by the impact, knocking him from the daze the vibrant flora had enraptured him with. 
	“Geeeze what the… is this even a road?” He questioned; eyes honed on the path littered with rocks and roots embedded partially in the path and winding through the forest. His worry was quickly aimed away from the potential damage the terrain could leave on his vehicle, the hand me down was chugging along barely as it was – and more towards the evident likelihood of this whole trek being a prank by Eltin. Oh sure, Eltin’s family had a summer home in the middle of the nowhere woods, and of course she and Obioma, along with Bri and Miranda had been there multiple times, and just never mentioned it before. And you just had to drive over two hours to even get to the forest. Sam worked himself up, the visage of Eltin's smug grin haunting his thoughts. Then, he glance back at the empty car, and sighed. It wasn't too far fetched. Living between both of the couples was exhausting, and sometimes he wondered if Bri or Miranda saw him more as a plaything, or if the awkward situations really were a series of unlikely accidents. Miranda might just be that dense though. At least when she sat on him or hugged him flat, it was unintentional, unlike when Bri did it. But, they did cover his rent, and food bills at times. Plus, there were worse ways to spend most days than smothered by a pair of girls. But would it kill them to shower at least once a week? 
	As the road kept winding, up, down and along, Sam thought about just, stopping, taking out his Horizon console and enjoying the scenery. Even just a day in absence of the girls would give him time to… he shuddered at the thought… breathe some fresh air. Reminding him of the humid dungeons of Miranda's rear end. A beam of light stretched across his face. The path parted, and the rumble of dirt and mud beneath the wheels transitioned to the frustrating crumble of gravel. Ash idled his eyes, Sam recognized the outline of a designed construct amid the sprawl of nature. 


The villa laid a stone's throw off to a slope, Sam parked his car by the right end, and saw a path curving in a spiral downwards. Below the hill laid a field of grass and stout shrubs, a carpet of hillocks reanimating the ground into waves rocking in the wind; an ocean of flora and earth. Past the field a lake rippled, and all around the forest sprawled, all the way upwards and along the mountings – both near and far. 
	Sam spotted a path along the hills to the right, and followed it – a path paved beige by footprints alone – and followed it all the way to an arch of trees right by the villa. He inhaled a breath of fresh air burgeoning with the smell of pine. And smiled. “Thanks, Eltin. Thanks Obi, you are-… well, you can be alright.” 


~ 1 ~


It was still early morn’ when Sam had hauled in his luggage. It wasn't much of a villa, one floor, but several bedrooms. There was a staircase, but it led to a single storage area and a balcony. Cozy, intentionally cramped as a way to encourage spending the day out in nature. Something Sam looked forward to. First, however, he wanted to plug his Horizon hub into the tv, and set making sure everything was in order. Cables fit, and… -Cbtzt- the tv remained black. He saw the plug out of the socket, sighing into his palm. “Idiot,” he mumbled and jammed it in. -Btzt- the button clicked, but the screen remained black. 
	“Oh, might have to enable electricity. I think I saw a cabinet outside.” Sam said and stood. -Bzzz- -Xtxzt- only for the tv to flicker to life, and the lights above buzzed on above. 
	Sam's memory of the fuse outside were now a vivid image, one that sent a chill down his back. Muting his breath… he could hear… footsteps. 
	-Twwmf- -Tmffwhw- heavy, a lot of weight behind each thud crunching the ground…approaching, the door. 
	Sam froze solid -Clltrhhc- the doorknob turned. The creaks of the hinges turning playing his spine like a fiddle… 
	“'Ello in there, I saw the car parked so that if you are not outside already then-.” 
	Sam had a moment to see the woman waltzing her plump figure over the threshold, before her mouth curled to a white grin, dashing towards him. 
	“There you are, welcome ‘ere.” 
	He heard before he she was upon him, arms wrapped around his back and as her torso smothered his. -Chllclpgth- and she tightened her grasp into a bear hug. “Hhrmmgs, mfpfhss.” Sam grunted out as her vice grip expelled the breath from his lungs, and he felt her force plying right into his – particular – physique. -Chglrlrpsshsa- his chest compressed along the outlines of the woman's hug, smushed to half its girth in the pinch of her belly and arms. Her breasts weighing down and smooshing out craters into his malleable chest, his arms pinned to his sides and -Chsllrprsths- threatening to meld together in the sultry contraction of the girl’s plush, bulldozing skin. -Schffrlshcs- his neck bent sideways as she nuzzled up and ground her cheek against him, plying away at him with the excitement of a kid bounding up putty in their fist to feel it snake out in the interspace of their fingers. 
	“It's so great to finally get to meet you, Sam. I was aiming to arrive first and make everything comfy for you, but guess you had the same idea, huh? You handsome devil.” She said with a flood of elation pouring from her lips. Sam could barely keep himself together, the utter shock hampering the control of his voice and body alike, rending him clay in this eager, unknown woman's clutches. 


~ 2 ~


“Bitchin', then yu'll be there in a snap. Yeah, Eltin said to remind about the power, in a shed behind the pad, just flick the big switch. Aight.  Enjoy the weekend, bitch.” Bri flicked off her phone and lounged back into the couch. Miranda soon joining her, leading the pillory's pillow to tilt, so she schootched right up close. “Was that Yanamai?” 
	“Yup.” 
	“She made it?” 
	“Uh-huh.” 
	“Oo, that's sweet. So, think it'll work out, between her and Sam?” 
	Bri snickered. “Babe, Those two are made for each other.” 


~ 3 ~


 “So, Yanamai??”
	“Mai is fine, but yup.” 
	“Alright,” Sam mumbled as he massaged his skin, stretching out the compressed chunks of him towards normalcy, prying the last of his right and left arm off of his side and kneading it lightly to shape. “They, said I was gonna get to spend the weekend here, on my own, so can't say I expected that.” 
	“Wait,” Yanamai said and slammed her hands onto the table, “Bri and Miranda didn't say anything about me?” 
	“That's about the long and short of it.” 
	“Really,” the woman said and leaned back with clear confusion painted her face, a few locks of her coconut brown hair slumping by the sides of her face, framing the lower arch of her thin chin. -Bwnngmsmbgs- While her bust jostled in her taut bra, it looked like it could barely holster them. 
	“Because, they told me, a lot about you.” 
	Sam sighed inwardly. Of course, they did… “Oh, yeah?” 
	She leaned in, -Fllssspfh- hoisting her chest onto the table, so her cleavage welled out like a pair of bunched up mushroom caps. “Everything,” she held on the last syllable, with a sly tilt of her head. 
	After a long enough pause – without Sam reciprocating her advance – Mai reeled in, expression shrinking. 
	“Though having an alone weekend crashed by a stranger, is kinda rude,” she said without eye contact, “less rude than not telling about the other guest arriving, but… I understand if you would wish me to leave. Don't wanna just, barge in on you… sorry about that.” 

	“Yeah.” Sam muttered. He watched as she stood up, and headed towards the door. This, perplexed him. With the company he held, he was used to others walking right over him, sometimes literally. “Wait.” 
	She stopped. 
	He sighed, and thought about it. “You can stay. Just because Bri can be a jerk doesn't mean she has to keep us from enjoying the country.” He wasn't just gonna extradite her after she came all this way, the road was long. Then it meant he'd be abandoning her to the mercy of the forest roads after coming all this way. Besides… His eyes glanced up to her chest when she turned, seeing how her shirt constricted around the hills of lissome, feminine lard. Along with how her fair skin filled out her shorts to bloat. She was kinda, boiling… and maybe, she seemed into him… In a way, unlike how the two couples back home were into him. 
	“Hello? Sam?” 
	“Wbhauha?” Sam shook his head. 
	“I said I'd be be happy to stay if you let me. Is it ok if I take the room on the left?” 
	“Oh,” Sam bit his lip, how long had he been staring… “Sure, I don't mind.” 


“Does the tv work? I wanna plug in my Horizon hub.” Mai asked. 
	Sam looked up from the coach. “It does, mine's already plugged in, though.” 
	“Ooo, so what games you dealing in?” she asked with a smile, carrying a knapsack on her front and back. 
	“Ehm, you know, Void Spirit, Depth saga, cen-.” 
	“Centhurions?” 
	“Hey, yeah. You know it?” 
	“All three, I'm still on Black spirit, though so hold the spoilers.” 
	“Oh I dunno, you telling me I have to stay away from Void Spirit all weekend?” Sam playfully clicked his tongue, “might be tough.”

	“Hey don't be a jerk now~” Maii giggled in response. “I can always lend you my headphones. Do you play battlebrawl sigma deluxe?” 
	“I main Jotun.” 
	“Ooo, la di dah,” Mai snapped her fingers, “you've got yourself a challenge.” 
	“heh, yeah, that sounds fun.” Sam leaned back, least they had some things in common. The weekend was looking bright again. 
	“Hey Sam… heads up.” 
	And like that, a shadow came to loom above him. Getting enough. For a moment he watched the bolstered buns barrel towards him, before they spanned his entire sight-line. -Chglrlpghths- Mai's naked ass crashed into his face, scrunching him under the force of the cheeks. His body -chgbflpfhs- -clspghths- folding in together like an accordion as the woman plummeted onto his exact spot on the couch. Sam's form graciously accommodated her, mashed into a flat, plump disk encompassing the circumference of her ass’s proportions. -Chllgptwwwwbdlptwpp-p- “Mgmgmg mpspaahaa, haah, wow, I've never crushed a guy with my ass thatmfmms, effortlessly before,” Mai huffed out and with a lip biting grin reached down and bundling up Sam's legs, holding them over themselves -slflpths- and again -Shvllpfrt- like a roll of taffy. “Wow, you're more malleable than they said you were. Geeze look at thism, do you all fit under my ass?” she asked and started tucking the bolt of Sam's legs under her thighs -schlflpghts- -clsgthts- a mulching of clotted batter spread with a spatial creaking from the hind as her thighs devoured the droves of Sam’s legs fed to them, compacting Sam to scrunch up in his loose shirt and shorts into a padded pillow beneath Mai. “Mfmmfs, wow, where did you go? Hah~ I know right where you are, s smms, so I don't mind you getting a bit more comfortable with me,” Mai said and wedged herself down in the couch -sllpfhfggfhths- a crinckling and popping of creaking flesh-dough rippled beneath as her buns kneaded into Sam's body, schooching and pumping his billowing form from under one cheek to the next, -shvlglpths- vchtshtsh- and right back again. “You felt so stale and fmfms oosh… heh… stff, so I thought you could use some limbering up to break the ice.” Mai scooched back in the couch with a warm sigh, hearing the -chglprgh- -clgphtsts- delving pops and trawls of the thick Sam putty sprawling out below. “I might as well dust off my fighting game before our big match later,” she said and settled back with her own Horizon handheld, booting it up as the coachsprings -chhrrcccnc- spiralled with tension of her weight settling on the seat, and the pancaked boy smothered between them. It took a moment for Sam to gather himself after the compression Mai's ass hammered down into him, hearing the glee and joy in her voice above was a distinct contrast to the damp, crushing weight of her posterior’s bearing. 
	“Mfms fmwfwof,” he tried to mouth a response, though his lips were moulded shut. 
	“Hey, don't worry down mms, there, this is on my treat. Miranda's told me what a pervert you can be, and mfms, hey, a hot ass is a hot ass. I'm pretty pervy myself. So you can just smmfs, sit back and enjoy this butt that's been fmms, phaa… been sagging back in a hot car seat all morning.” She said with a decisive shuffle back into the couch that buried her cheeks into Sam. 
	-Schrlpcqussllghts- a moist contraction of skin against skin crackled around Sam, as his body was plastered onto the steamy hind, its surface was haggard with puddles of perspiration, new and ageing musk that radiated a funk of brine whilst his form was continually kneaded to get plastered. -Schsrlpgh- -Crrsspghgs- the mire of salty sweat gummed up against Sam, all whilst the sedentary woman left long stretches of time between movements when she had gotten deeper into her game, letting Sam marinate in the haunting ghosts of past exhaustion and laziness, enough to where he had just thought the was growing used to the odour before -Shclflpwhfhhts- she shifted and mashed her ass about in attempts to get comfy, jamming Sam up deeper and deeper into her crack with every grind of the cheeks funnelling him to be sandwiched in the damp chasm. -Chflprsth- -chflprths- Smushes and nudges of her ass scooped him upwards. The longer she sat, the more his body confined to her contoures, and became a mould to cast a precise replica of Mai's butt. The compacted chasm stank of wilted vegetables buried in salt, and as his form, --against his will – crawled through the mire of congealed perspiration and clots of thread and lint, he got to experience her ass in a much more intimate way than he had wished for. -Sllflpfhstbths- his form bundled up against some new texture, a firm and harsh surface. -Shclwlpfhts- as the pressure moulded him against it, the fabric exuded dollops of stored sweat and liquefied musk, droplets -csslltsh- crawling out over his skin but finding no escape in the taut sandwiching of his frame to her ass. The liquid was left to pool and soak Sam, percholating whilst its potency permeated through the posterior prison. 
	“Mmfns, oofhs oh geeze, did you hit my panties? I got myself amfmsmfms, a spelunker up my ass, fmms. Take your time exploring fsmm, oh yeah, its like your whole body is hugging my ass. Does it feel hot to be ground down by this prime booty? H-hey fmms, don't diistract me, mfmms, almost lost the match.” She said as she doubled forwards and ground her ass back into the couch, stretching at the same time as she -Shclrlprht- c-shttpths- let Sam's body trawl through her soggy cleft. Scratching an itch whilst keeping her eyes on the game. -Chshthts- -cshtpthg- Sam's body ground to and fro, muddled together by the bulldozing blubber sloughing down throughout his lump of a body. 
	It dawned on Sam that Mai was too lazy to scratch her own ass, and with the amount of dirt he was ploughing through in the crack, it all painted a picture of her as quite the slob. The sensory ballast, and cramp grinds was reminding Sam of Obi's ass… though, despite what he was being pushed through, there was an inherent kind of… intrigue, knowing that picturing Mai's soft, heavy ass, with him wrapped around it snuggly. Though he kept wishing she would listen to him. 
	-Ghrbgllrprhshghs- A cue within Mai's body. The tension of contracting and distending tissue rattling through her hind and rippling into Sam's texture before… -Bfhhrrlpffwwwwtsh- a bout of concentrated bowl mist filtered out behind the string of her bundled up panties, the blossoming wave of smog weaved by the string and washing down each side of Sam's sandwiched form, rippling and popping up the grasp of her ass to his skin just for the swamp fumes to trickle through. The pungent miasma grilled Sam's senses as it clung to every stretch of his contorted, moulded together body, and rippled with large bubbles bursting of greasy gas coursing out of her rear. 
	“Mmmd spfhaa, haaoa… oh I've been holding that one since before I got in the car, it can mdms,” -Fppfbrbrfp- another fresh batch of lard infused miasma slathered oer Sam's frame, “it can get really toasty in there, so I tend to hold them. Phew, those burritos are really wreaking havok back there. Can't imagine what it is like for a handsome perv like yourself to be right where the thunder- Mmffm fsm… hang on… just a…” -Fbbprrlwplfpfths- another rupture of flatulence slapped Sam's frame back from the the length of the crack, baking the outstretched segment back down flat under the reeking organic pressure cooker, “thunder claps. Fmsm phaa, It is pretty nasty, huh? I made sure to stock up. Like I said, all your friends mdms back there told me everything, and if its some nasty fmms, ass sauna you are after, than I've mfms, got you covered, babe~.” Mai ensured above, lounging back into the couch with a -Sllgpthbhcs- congested smear of Sam's body plastering against her skin, tendrils of sweat dew and condensed flatulence webbing him to her ass, whilst she leisurely practised.
	-Slfpfhguthsg- Sam felt himself sloughing deeper, further down than before, stretching and cocooning the bottom of Mai's thighs, baking in the rectal gas oven with his mind growing dizzy from the smog. -Sfhgllptths- Then, as she shifted and mushed him, he curved along something, right around her crotch, a bump… that stretched out, and filled in the confines of her thighs quite quite well… a satchel of coalesced lard and moisture, with a distinct, scent of dried spunk. His perception of Mai fell askew, confounded when he realised, just about the only thing, the bump between Mai's legs could be. 


~ 4 ~


“O-oh… sorry if that was, too sudden. I guess I came on a bit strong.” Mai said, scootching aside on the couch, whilst a mangled, partially together Sam sat on the cushion beside her. 
	“That is not the…” Sam sighed. He didn't have the energy to, or will, to berate her, despite it feeling like he'd been stuck under her ass for an hour. Though, when she did check on him, at least she had let him go… It was gonna take a little while to come together, and his body was compressed to a quarter of his total volume, though, she was kind. He felt the oozing of her sweat still soaking him, and the raw filthy brine haunted his nostrils. 
	“Mai, what the others told you, all of it isn't… really…” Sam mumbled to himself, could he say that to her, when she was sitting here, half naked? That ass plied into the couch and welled up flat to the cushion, jiggling with her motions. Even if he had been smothered by it just a few minutes earlier, and despite, knowing her downstairs situation, she was, boiling. And, more caring than the rest of his friends. Geeze, maybe he realised, He had to stop and contemplate on that fact for a bit. 
	“I am not, I don't, bandanna do that.” he managed to formulate. To which she nodded. 
	“I hear you.” Mai bit her lip, rubbing over her arm. “We could watch something? I've got some horror movie classics with me. Like…  Stitcher's Sow part two.” 
	Sam perked up for a bit, looking at the, currently, towering girl, and that… bountiful ballast blobbing on her torso. 
	“That sounds, fine. Good.”
	Mai's countenance brightened to a beam. 


Whilst she was setting up the movie, the bulge in the front of her panties was laid bare. Conflicting emotions were brewing in Sam thanks to the protrusion. Though, when he was thinking of her, the forefront of his mind was still ‘attractive’. Which, in turn brought their own confusion sensations. The bump was – relatively – small, compared to the two humps crowning her body.
	The bountiful hills swaying along as she came back to the ouch, a bowl of chips and snacks in tow. “There we are, ready for some, tight, tense, cheesy horror?” 
	Sam caught himself smiling. “Yeah, sure I am.” 
	“Great, then get comfy, it starts… right now.” Mai announced, beginning the film, and just as the title was being stitched onto he screen. Sam felt her fist – with a rise of snack soot dusting off on him in a cloud – grabbing onto him. 
	“Hey wait amgnhsfsmgp-. Mfmpsghgst-.” 
	-Thhfflwpfshst- In a moment, he was launched head first into Mai's cleavage, the valley of collected feminine fat parting and warping along with his contours. The woman -Shfvllpfrths- mashed him in between her knockers like he was a piece of embarrassing paraphernalia she had to hide. -Shpflspthts- -Blspthhllsth- His body contorted and squelched together with the mash of tropical clay, the bust broadening enough to containing him whilst sandwiching him taut in, immersed in the sea of blubber. 
	“Mmfs ahh there, best seat in the house, don't think I haven't caught you ogling the twins,” she said and squeezed her elbows to her gut -Sbbflwpngt- bouncing up her chest and rocking Sam within, “I'm sorry about starting off too fast earlier so see this as mine, and the girls's, way of making up for it.”
	Sam felt like a bill of cash tucked away in the depths of a vixen’s cleavage. The fair flesh bouncing into him as the woman above shuffled into her seat. A hint of musk emanated from the every depths f her crevice, though Sam wouldn't reach quite that far mostly framed as a round patch of moulded sourdough framed in her bust. 
	-Chnfflchs- -Chfnnsfhgs- Then, a crunch from above. A sprinkle of yellow dust drizzled down. Sam drew his eyes away form the screen in time to see Mai heave another handful of flavoured treats into her mouths, eyes glazed over as her fist -Clslpghts- mushed in against her face. She gnawed into the bundle of snacks likes a piglet burying its face in the trough; from it rained a hail of corn crumbs, chemically flavoured dust, and drool congealing the two. -Sfllpfhts- -Chhrngh- -Clsphths- Splotches of the snacks came to litter her chest, a stink of artificial cheddar from a compound of butyryl lactate warped together with the funk of drying drool, amplifying the malodour as the crusts and sprinkled Sam's form, painting the surrounding cleavage a neon yellow. 
	-Bhhruaggaaallpruth- A belch enveloped the surrounding air in the reek of moulding dairy a twice fried corn. -Sllfpfbthths-A dollop of pre chewed, greasy, chip bolus collided with Sam, gumming its tonic a blend of artificial flavours along with the dampest depths of the human maw smattering onto his skin. 
	“Ooh whoops, well, told you it would be a cheesy experience, huh.” Mai giggled and licked her thumb. -Chsflfllpfthts- The scraped it up over the chunk of chewed mush, smearing it in a wider stream over Sam, warmed by the girl's fresh spittle, and scooping up a negligible amount after paining him in a streak of the tart, sticky dust, and suckling the mush right off her thumb -Sllfphttpsh- “Aaah, thanks for keeping it warm for me, Just tell me if you want some snacks too, alright?” She said talking down to him in her cleavage, which had Sam rattling in her chest, stewing in the putrefying ageing reek of cheesecake cheddar and stale saliva. 
	“Mfmsmfmsm Ishm ghdood…” Sam managed to wheeze.


~ 5 ~


Another hour and change, and finally, the monotony of crumbs sprinkles and swaying of the ocean of boob was interrupted. Sam was pinched up between Mai’s fingers, trawling him out of her cleavage.
	“Wheeoow, can you imagine they could do so much with practical effects? What'd you think of it? Could they do something like that today?” 
	Sam managed to get his head free from the compacted dough of a body, panting a bit in Mai's embrace. 
	“Yeah it was good.”
	“Yeah it was, but geeze it was so cheesy it reeked.” Mai did not notice when this utterance had Sam quaking. “But you know, we can't just sit on our asses all day.” Mai paused to choke a chuckle, clearing her throat. “We've gotta see the nature around this place, its incredible, how about we go for a hike?” 
	This, sounded really nice… Again… “Yeah, I am on for that. Just, its gonna take a moment to get back to-.”
	“But, I kinda sorta,” Mai continued, “might have forgotten to pack a sports bra, so I was thinking…~” 
	“Oh please. 
	“Since you liked my, mmmmf, twins, so much…” 
	Oh please stop. 
	“You'd wanna, try and tame them~?” 
	“I… Mai. I think you are hot, but-.” 
	“Yes~. And I think you are the most handsome pervert I know~.” She erupted and -Cllspththchs- smushed her palms together around him, compacting and smushing his form flat in a series of kneads and swirls of her hands. She drew out more and more of the Sam-dough to cake and sculpt onto her chest. “Mfmmfs, and I gotta admit it feels, a lot more fun to mold you than I had imagined, think you could be a good enough boy to stretch and holding the entirety of these bad girls?” she asked and she -Slclpshhtgllgpths- slathered Sam out with her palms steamrolling over him. She pasted him under her bra to loosen it as he took its place. 
	Sam's body getting an intimate feel of every budding sweat gland across her chest, mired into her lard bag and slathering back the crumbs and dust of the snacks along for the trekk across her mountains, his mouth lost somewhere in the mash, whilst Mai giggled and cooed as she caked him on, pinching his brim to fashion him into a fancy, covering bra.


~ 6 ~


-Shrllfpshghs- -Slsptwwcchjt- Mai loosened her fist around the strap of me rounding her back, squelching him together with the accompanying squeels of a snail polishing its eyestalks. 
	“There, nice and tight, this makes more sense anyway. Eltin's been singing the praises of this place's view, especially the trail, and you'll get a better look at it from up here,” she said and brushed her hand down Sam’s sculpted frame clutching around her bust, their pressure already moulding and plying to leave Sam sagging under the bulk of the boobage, in the less than sleek, mangled sport's bra shape. 
	“Les go beat this trail.” she called out with a fist pump in the way that had her teetering on the spot, before setting off. 
	Sam's vision swayed and tossed about in the same force of Mai's tits behind him, even in the initial spurt they flopped to and fro enough to make him dizzy. Though with the wobbly path ahead of him he saw how they ventured forth under the arch of trees that signified the start of the trail, and soon they were swallowed up by the forest. 
	Sam felt his back stretching and reverberating along with Mai's breathing, her chest jutting out with each inhale that mushed her cleavage deeper into his frame, stretching him out taut to the bountiful jugs knocking into him with every step. It was a chore time to enjoy the scenery, all around there was splendour of nature sprawled out, he was seeing it through a filter of motion blur and an oncoming headache from the constant jostle as Mai trekked forwards in a steady jog. Sweat intermingling with the cheddar dust to brew into a concoction of decomposing dairy lard saturating across the chest. -Sghlspghths- It smacked around the globs of collected dust and drool that had been left to simmer.
	“Phaa, honestly I haven' heard that well about Void Spirits, though everythins seems to agree Black Spirits’ were it is at, so maybe it don't matter too much? Is it really that good?” 
	“Mmfm fmpsf.” 
	“Thought so, but mimg might be a bit hard to mfs collect your thoughts when you are seeing all this, I mean do you see that spring up ahead?” she asked as the path took them up on a natural bridle of dirt where a stream had dug its way underneath, a pool of near still water resting in a glade where the stream had its origin. 
	“Wow, that's like, taken out of a fairytale. Were you big into fairytails? It is gonna sound whack, but I was nuts for them, I fangirled just to be a prince and a princess in a forest, plonk down a castle and I'm there. Heh, do you gw haphhowa… that villa is kinda like a secluded castle, feel like you wanna be my prince, sir bra?” she asked and giggled, keeping up a steady pace as the trail carved its way forth along the side of the mountain, “Though that wouldn't' make sense, there is no evil queen for our fairy tale.” 
	Sam partially agreed, though there was a more grey villainous force plaguing his enjoyment of this little vacation… And she was just starting to sweat… budding drops of saline lathering onto his skin, her breath growing haggard as the exertion set in and oozed through her pores. Sweat glued into his frame and stuck their bodies together with every particularly heavy heave. 
	“Phha fmsfa.” -Clflprwhhtsppt- -Clwpalcamtspsmtpsh- her breasts peeled off of his frame just a tad, enough to -pslsmmpft- clap back into him, bouncing with tethers of fresh sweat connecting them together. The crisp, fresh air of the forest tainted by the raw pungent brew of body odour radiating from her skin and burrowing itself into the depths of Sam's senses. 
	“Pheww, there is a lot more up than down on this path, paha, more incline. Dmsmfs, phew, but you are mf really doing a bang up job of keeping the twins together. You know how mfms annoying it is to get slapped by your own tits over an over? But you are taming them better than any fabric I've tried on before. Pheww ohoaa haahfff, any chance I could hire you part-time? I work out on Thursdays and Sundays. Woo, look a frog.” Mai huffed out, the force of her bouncing tits absorbed by the Sam bra acting as a buffer, taking a beating form the sweat oozing knockers bouncing into him whilst a mish mash of greens, reds and blue soared past him along the trail. -fslpthsts- -Crllssphhf-Twwrrlfpths- -Clshtltshts- a crinkling smear of aged glue ringing out from the litres of milk fat battering into Sam with the slick claps of dropping jam into porridge -Slflpfshts- -Flpsghtspts- -Pglslthsts- his body permeated with the tart tang of sweat debris gumming into is frame. 
	Sam dreamed back, imagining the curvature of Mai's bust through the sensations of being clasped around them alone, in his mind’s eyes watching how the jugs stretched him out with each heave. It was some consolation, -Slspths- -Sphtst- even as he dripped of sweat and the breasts kept pumping and moulding out, carving out their likeness in his rubbery embrace with continued battering of plump lard, for the rest of the trail.