Emily steps prominently in front of the camera.
"Dear audience, thank you very much for tuning in and watching our challenge. We will come up with something very special again next time."
Her friends are taken aback.
"Hey, no! We're not done, yet."
"But, yes. We all had our turns."
"I didn't," Sam objects.
"Yes, you did. You were the very first one," Emily insists.
"But I only received, I never tapped."
The argument goes back and forth, until Emily's friends lose their patience. They pounce on the athletic blonde, who fights back frantically, but she has no chance against the superior ****. They hold her tight, and throw her onto the cooking island.
"The jeans! Pull off her jeans!" Rebecca exclaims, eager to **** her own embarrassing disrobement.
The others are happy to comply, and in their overeagerness they pull down Emily's thin black thong simultaneously with her pants.
She howls, as her neatly trimmed light-brown beaver is exposed to the camera, and through it, to all the world.
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