Nara

The weekend couldn't have come sooner. I was ecstatic to go to the lakehouse. Kian and I went earlier than we had planned.

 I can't hide my excitement when we arrive. It's silent when we enter the house.

"Did you tell her we were coming?" I ask Kian.

"Yes,"

We walk to her yoga studio, where we hear breathing. She's probably working out, we thought. However, when we push the large door open, Amelia is not working out, not in that way at least. She's standing in front of the mirror, hands against it, and there is a large man behind her, pants to the ankles as he fucks...