I travelled the world and the seven seas

Chapter 62

On the way from the shed back to the house, your thoughts race at the speed of light. You still can't believe what just happened. The grass under your feet is affected by your shuffling steps and it seems to you that a weight has been put on your shoulders that remind you of the bad old days when your sisters were not doing well. You wonder how you keep getting yourself into such situations. But the answer to that doesn't really help you either, as there is no alternative. You are just a good person. You stop and look up at the sky, but receive no answer to your prayers that everything should go well. Then you grin and look down for the fun of it. Fortunately, nothing comes from there and you are alone responsible for Denise van Buren.

She is nowhere to be seen and you decide - rather because of the lack of other options - to simply go into the house and bring the 'good news' to your girlfriends. When you open the door, your head miles away from your body and in feverish thoughts, you don't notice anything. But when you are already in the middle of the living room you notice it and your eyes widen.

"Wow..." you just say and look around. You are not alone in the room. Claire, Susan and Emma are at different points in it and only notice you by your words. The McKinleys rush to you and Claire is the first to say anything.

"Finn!" She comes up to you and stops short of you. She looks at you with big, expectant eyes and waits for your reaction to the surprise she seems to have concocted with her sister. "Do you like it that way?" You tear your eyes off the satisfied girl and look around. The living room looks flawless. Before that, you could have thought it was a scene from Mad Max with all the dirt and the remains of several celebrations. But now it's as if you have just arrived.

"Emma helped us," says Susan, standing next to Claire. Where the young McKinley looks up to you, beaming with joy and with lively anticipation, Susan looks a little more reserved. But around her lips also plays a tender smile, which cannot completely hide her hope for a nice word from you. You blink a few times as your brain struggles to switch from a concerned protector to a strong supporter. Then you have accomplished it.

"Wow girls that..." Again you look around and the two girls hang on your face with their eyes. "It looks fantastic. I am speechless. Did you all do it in threes?" The question is addressed to Emma, who is standing a little apart and with rolled-up sleeves, tight-fitting jeans and tied back hair just looks to melt away. But that would leave an unsightly puddle on the freshly wiped floor and would surely break the hearts of the other girls.

"The two insisted on surprising you with a clean house," says your third girlfriend and grins mischievously. "I was just helping to prepare everything for them. They cleaned almost alone.” She also seems to be proud and looks at the two younger girls with satisfaction.

"And? What are you saying? Did we do our job well? ”Apparently Claire wants to hear your praise and you see no reason to deny it. Especially since it would have been you who would have cleaned up here. So now you have more time to take care of the well-being of your three... no, four girls. Shit. Fuck. Shit. You put on your best 'I'm proud of you' face that you copied from your father. You didn't see it that often in your childhood, but when you did, you remembered it.

"Wow you two. I am so proud of you. And grateful. I think it's really, really great that you did that for me. It helped me a lot.” Clair grins like a lunatic and Susan brushes back a strand of her sweaty hair without being able to look up at you. She still seems a little embarrassed, but seems to like the blush on her face. In any case, it does to you and Claire also makes a lively impression on you. It makes you a little uncomfortable that you only had to give a vague hint to let the two take action. You plan to pay more attention to your words in the future. Not that I wish Nate and Josh would 'disappear' from my life and make the McKinleys contract killers. You have to grin at the thought. "Thanks again," you say, brushing through the hair of Claire. You shake hands with Susan amicably and it is also accepted. "But I didn't mean that..." You don't get any further with your attempt to dissuade them from the trip, to read your future wishes from your lips. Claire can't stand it anymore and falls in your arms. Under the cheerful giggle of Emma she hugs you and presses you so tight that you have difficulty breathing.

"Thanks Finn. Thank you thank you thank you…"

"Wow... er... gladly done?" You are really surprised by the gesture, it wasn't really a big deal and it is actually you who should thank the two. Emma seems to understand something again that you don't understand when she stands next to you, puts her hand on the shoulder of the bystanding Susan and pushes her towards you. Soon after, two pairs of arms are wrapped around you and between the bustle you look at your girlfriend questioningly.

"I'll tell you later", she grins and enjoys the sight that is offered to you. You return the embrace rather than out of a conscious thought and sway the two sisters and yourself back and forth. Finally the two dismiss you, both red in the face for different reasons.

It turns out that the two have not only cleaned up the living room, but also the kitchen and the party room, which only the bedrooms and the bathroom on the first floor are left. You get another hug when you say thank you again and this time no one has to get Susan to hug you. Reluctantly and under the eyes of Emma, you have to admit that you somehow like to experience the two of them in that way. It's a nice match for the horror you've just experienced and it elevates your mood to be able to take care of something so easy without having Maureen or Denise in your head. And the two look pretty cute as they hang on you and press their bodies against yours. Even someone as crazy as you, who thinks he can take on the whole world, needs a good experience from time to time to recharge the batteries. So you are already looking forward to spending the evening with your sisters and Emma. Until then, you can make it so that two more people having a good time. You pull the giggling Claire towards you, put your chin on her head and draw her smell exaggeratedly into your nose. Then you playfully push her away from you, with Susan holding her so that she doesn't fall over with laughter.

"Boa" you feign coughing and drive away imaginary fumes in front of your face. "You two stink like a burnt pigsty."

"Like bacon?" Emma laughs and you look at her reproachfully.

"No, darling." You knock her on the arm, which also brings a cheerful giggle from Emma, which you credit to your mental account. "After dung and dirt."

"What? Outrageous! We work all day for you and then something like that comes along?” It's good to see that Susan doesn't take her sister's protection so seriously in your case. Something that you couldn't do with Millie and it drives you to new heights that Susan so badly trusts you. You bow deeply.

"Pardon my lady. Your confidant sister smells of .." You think for a moment, then shrug your shoulders and say grinning: "No, she still smells like dirt."

"Didn't he say that now for real?" Emma blurts playfully. "Go on, you two. At him!” She points her finger at you and you can hardly resist the attack. Screeching wildly and with a bright laugh, the McKinleys throw themselves at you and **** you to the ground. Armpits are held under your nose and hair ends up on your face and mouth. It is a cheerful and light-hearted moment and somehow you needed it. Badly. But when the two girls start tickling you, your survival instincts kick in. You roar and rise like a bear, managing to sling Claire over your shoulders like a hunted deer while Susan hangs on your arms. Emma puts her hands over her face with laughter as you carry the two outside. "Careful Finn!" she calls after you.

"I can't hear you honey. I have something to do here.” Emma hurries after you still laughing. "What you up to? Oh no!” She answers her question herself when she realizes where you are dragging the two girls. But Claire and Susan are so busy laughing that your plan isn't revealed to them.

"I'm getting the two stinky kids to dress up a bit for the evening," you call after Emma, who is now looking at you with such a loving look that you almost can't stand it. The almost perfect life.

"What happens? Let me down, ”calls Claire, but fails miserably to give her voice rigor. She just can't get out of laughing. Only when your strong footsteps make the water of the lake splash among you does she understand and begins to kick like a madwoman, laughing wildly. With a groan you lift the light body off your shoulder. "No please don't." But it's too late. With a wild cry from you and Claire, her petite, fully clothed and sweaty body flies into waist-high water. Splashing and with frightened eyes, the young girl comes to the surface. She strokes her hair from her face and looks at you with crazy eyes.

"What the hell was that about?" calls Susan, who is standing on the lakeshore. She also lacks the severity and when you turn to her and slowly wade to her on the shore, Claire wants to throw you around her legs to bring you down.

"Stop!" You call sternly and Claire remains rooted in the water. Grinning, you stand next to Susan, who looks at you questioningly. "Your sister smells a bit harsh. I thought I would help her to a bath. Besides, you weren't in the water at all."

"We wanted to at your sister's birthday in the lake, but she said you didn't want to."

"And then you didn't do it?" you ask with a mock surprise. In reality you have to downplay your pride... and yes, your lust for these somewhat trained girls.

"You forbade it," Susan mumbles a little more silently and looks down while Claire watches you from the lake. Emma, too, stands a little apart and soaks up your behavior. You look briefly at her. She looks at you with greedy eyes that speak of her desire to submit to you. Am I really doing this right now? Do I submit two girls here? What else could you call that? But the look from Emma lets you focus on Susan again. The last thing you want now is to depress the mood. In addition, you are not quite finished with your plan. "So you learned your lesson?" you ask sternly. Susan just nods and looks down. "You haven't had any **** in a long time?" There is still severity in your voice and Susan seems to be shrinking slightly in front of you. She nods again. "Susan!" You say a little louder and not only her, but also Emma look at you quickly and with big eyes. You wait for a little, come closer to the older McKinley, your face expressionless. The tips of your noses touch very lightly and you can feel their breath on your face, which is quick and easy. "Susan?" You ask now.

"Yes?" She breathes and her eyes flicker between your back and forth. Your lips twist into a narrow grin.

"I'm proud of you two" you say quickly. Then, all of a sudden, you grab her tightly by the arms. Her eyes get even bigger, her mouth is slightly open in shock and when you grab her and pull her up, she doesn't dream of fighting back. She, too, the older, more clarified and more ironic Susan only realizes what is in store for her when you run into the water with her over her shoulder to her sister. Her blows on your back are light and not fearful. The second you throw her over your shoulder and she hit the surface of the water, you reflect on your actions. You had to be more energetic with her to penetrate her protective armor. And when she bubbles to the surface again, you're the most nervous of the four of you.

You have Claire in your poket, she trusts you, forgave you as you do with her, and seems to have taken good care of yourself and Millie. Susan is more difficult. She looks at her sister, who is sitting next to her in the water. Then the corners of the mouth of Claire pull up when she sees her sister, who has been made equally defenseless. They seem so alike at the moment that it almost leaves you speechless. Then Susan begins to react. First she grins, then she smiles, then she is shaken by a laughing fit that is so strong that you have to hold on to it so that it doesn't go down.

"Wow, well that was something," you say when the two are done. Instead of an answer, Susan screams at you and knocks you over in surprise. With a loud cry you land in the water too. You have the presence of mind to take a deep breath while falling, so you can push off underwater and swim around the girls in a large circle. You have always been proud of your lung capacity and that benefits you now when you roar like a sea monster behind the girls, breaking through the surface and pouncing on them.

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For almost an hour, the three of you rage, scream, swim and laugh in the water. It doesn't matter that each of you is still dressed. At some point the other girls join the lake. Unfortunately Denise is nowhere to be seen, but Megan says she looked good and made a stable impression. You trust your sister in this regard. No less you soon say goodbye to the two girls because you are completely exhausted. The two don't let you go so quickly, however, and again four arms wrap around you and hold you tight. You brush the two through the wet hair again and are happy to see that they are fine. Millie comes towards you on the way to the shore. Again she looks fantastic in her bikini and it is difficult for you to take your eyes off her.

"Thank you for taking good care of them," she whispers to you and hugs you too. It is hard for both of you to be able to touch the other without being allowed to continue.

"Gladly Little One." You lift your sister out of the water and whirl her around. Her laugh in your ear is the best thing you heard that day. She is also rewarded with a Lynchwood-Air first-class ticket and this flight also falls into the water. Before you can go, Millie pulls yourself into it again and you kneel next to her. Only her head and shoulders protrude from the water in front of you and her hair runs into the water like a waterfall made of pure gold.

"I'm looking forward to tonight" she whispers and of course you know what she means. Under the surface of the water, you reach around her delicate waist and stroke your thumbs over her belly. The facade around your little sister almost breaks but she can still pull herself together and only her dreamy eyes reveal her thoughts. It hurts you physically to tear yourself away from her, but Susan calls so happily to her friend that neither you nor Millie want to disappoint her and Claire. On the shore you are welcomed by Emma, who came a little towards you in the water. She put on a reproachful look, which you immediately see through.

"What did you just do with your things, darling?" she chides and hands you a towel. When you pull the wet shirt off your body, her eyes are on your... Do you have abs now or not? In any case, she doesn't manage to hide her desire for you as well as Millie. Well, she doesn't have to. Must be a pleasant feeling. You give her a kiss on the lips, which she greedily accepts and returns. But you also look at Megan and when your eyes meet, your heart leaps when you see her happy face. My life is perfect. "Come on," Emma says, and takes you by the hand. "You sit down now and I'll make you something nice and cold to drink. What about that?"

"That would be perfect darling." You kiss again and if Emma goes on like this, you will soon feel guilty for your other two girlfriends. But Emma wouldn't be Emma if she hadn't already thought of it.

"Tonight I wanted to sleep with the girls in their room again, if that's all right for you," she says, making you doubt your mind to have such an angel by your side. The conversation is now within earshot of the others and Rachel intervenes, lying on her towel with a cocktail in hand.

"We told her how crazy it sounds," she giggles, looking at you over the edge of sunglasses that are way too big and way too pink. Her lips close tightly around the straw and her little throat dances up and down as she soaks up the liquid.

"But she said we'd definitely have questions for her," Carrie teases beside her. "And she is right."

"Well, what do you say Finn?" Now Karen gets in, sitting behind the other two girls. "Are you ready to be dissected by us? When we finish poor Emma, we all know your little secrets.” Karen laughs cheerfully but Emma and Megan look at you blankly. They trust you to clear the thing. You let yourself sink wordlessly on the towel next to Emma and lean over to her.

"I trust my girlfriend," you say tonelessly, hoist yourself over her and **** her surprised squeak with your tongue in her mouth. It doesn't take a second, then your tongues dance together and her greedy hands mess up your hairstyle there where the water has left it in order. Neither of the girls says anything when you let your tongues wrestle for several minutes and Emma had the opportunity to run her shaky fingers over much of your body. Fortunately, when you finally split up, Megan is the first to find her voice. That she has herself under control is a small miracle and the others seem to accept your behavior good-naturedly. After all, Emma has never had a boyfriend.

"Well there you have something to talk about tonight." Then she punched you heavily on the arm and gave you the opportunity to look deep into her faithful eyes. Shit, I live the perfect life. No spark of sadness, anger or fear. Only love sprays at you in the brief moment that your eyes meet. And tonight, she and Millie have me all to themselves.

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With that in mind, it's easy for you to turn away from the temptations that Megan and Emma offer you. It is easy for you to let your eyes wander over the ivory white legs of Carrie and when she notices that she doesn't react at all. After all, she has a boyfriend and so you are allowed to look. Just look. Doesn't hurt anybody. Right? At least with your friends. Karen is the one you have to fight back the most. She sits next to you, her handbag on her lap and digs around in the deep depths until she joyfully pulls out a bottle of sunscreen. It is immediately clear to you what this extremely clumsy trick means and when Karen leans in your direction you want to reach out, but you hold just back in time.

"Finn?" She chirps and your eyes meet.

"Now it comes" Carrie moans grinning but Karen doesn't react to her.

"Can you put some cream on my back?" It sounds so innocent that you almost buy it from her. Almost.

"There are enough other hands here," you tell her and try not to show your lust for the school beauty queen too much. You want to congratulate yourself on having your instincts under control and prepare an answer to her disappointed face, when your sister's voice sounds next to you.

"So I've got my hands full," Megan grins, looking at you with the same look she gave you when she sent Emma to you. That naughty beast. Your eyes wander to Emma, who just smiles at you and does nothing to slow you down. You look at Karen again, but she makes no move to withdraw her offer. And this time it's not a fair fight in your head. This time your lust destroys all decency in a nuclear fire of armageddon. You simply cannot miss this chance. It's just too perfect that you can be the gentleman, your girlfriends give their okay and you're so horny for Karen that you almost forget yourself. Hey, it's all about applying sun cream. If she wants a baby from you, you can worry. The argument that the guilty feelings will surely come soon and your girls will ensure that it dissolves in a cloud of lust also runs through your head and before you know it you already have the yellow plastic bottle in your hand.

The last thing you see on the face of Karen Grant is her sly smile. Then her arms move up and hold her hair back so that you can spread the liquid on her skin. You want to get started and rub your hands together to warm up, but the girl holds you back.

"I forgot something " she grins and with ecstasy you watch how her fingers skillfully untie the bikini's knot around her neck. When the sparse piece of fabric hangs on her hip, you can no longer suppress the grin on your face.

"Finn you old charmer" you hear Rachel giggle and Carrie curls her slim lips into a thin smile. You and Karen both shrug your shoulders at the same time and your giggle unites into something that reminds you of the bond between two thieves, both of whom are doing something prohibited, both of whom are aware that they are breaking the rules, both of whom do not know how far the other will go but both also know that the win is worth the risk of coming together.

A pleasant shiver runs down her back as your creamed hands slide over her shoulders. At first you feel a little uncomfortable and let your eyes slide from Emma to Megan but Emma has laid on her back in the sun and Megan is reading a book which... what? One of your techno-thrillers?

"Mmmm. You do well Finn”, Karen purrs with relish and sits up a little more upright. Your hands slide with spread fingers over her shoulders and up over her arms, which are still holding the girl's hair back.

"He also had a lot of practice on the living object," Megan giggles without looking up from her book.

"Megan!" you grumble seriously and your sister drops the book and looks at you. "I don't like it when you talk about yourself as an object," you say sternly.

"Sorry biggie." She winks at you and takes away the guilty conscience that you hit her. Emma looks at you too and it is difficult to interpret her gaze. Maybe she wants to challenge me? After all, she has no problem with being treated a bit more... harsh? Oh Lord... What kind of situation did you maneuver yourself in again? You know that you will have enough time tonight to sort things out with Megan in the best possible way. With the assurance, that Megan and Emma are okay with it, you can consciously enjoy feeling your hands on the back of Karen again. Your fingertips run over her shoulder blades and it's more of a massage than trying to protect her from too much UV radiation. Her purring also shows you that you are not the only one who thinks this way. You clear your throat and pull your hands back. They are very warm from the body they have explored.

"Hey. Don't stop.” Karen almost grumbles and Carrie and Rachel giggle knowingly. When she hears the sound of sunscreen being squeezed out of a tube, she stretches with relish and lets you admire the contours of the muscles under her skin that make her shoulders and neck twitch. You start where you left off and slide with renewed energy and driven by Karen down her hips. Okay, from now on you can only consider it a massage what you are doing with her. But you and she don't care that Carrie watches you out of the corner of your eye. Instead of worrying - you already have enough of them - you both enjoy the feeling of your fingers, which close sideways around her hips and as your thumb caresses the area around her spine, Karen lets her hands drop and leans a little in your direction. Your heads are almost next to each other and their hairs are now landing on your shoulder. In order to at least pretend that you were the impression, you push her forward with a cheerful 'yikes' and let your greasy hands move up again, along their spine and to her ribs. You use more pressure and your partner is like clay in your hands when you feel her ribs under your fingertips. Finally, your hands are just millimeters under her big, round and magnificent breasts and when you only use your fingertips and slowly stroke the area right under them, the girl gasps audibly.

Later you will not be able to say who was more disappointed that you ran out of space to apply cream at exactly this time. It was probably running head to head. Anyway, you see the look that she gives you when you are done. Anyway, you see the look that Karen gives you when you are done and said 'I hope it was enough for you' and the desire to throw yourself at each other is written on your face so as hers.

"So? Did I promise too much?” Megan asks cheerfully, lowering her book as if nothing were. The young Grant shakes her head in a daze and grins dreamily at you.

"You are full of surprises Finn Lynchwood," she says, pulling the bikini up again and tying it up just as skilfully as she had loosened it before. "Where did you learn that?"

"In a faraway country behind a large ocean that none of you have ever heard of," you just say with a laugh. The days last summer when you had distributed dozens of liters of sunscreen over Megan to 'practice' on her for your girlfriend at the time, you and your sister still remember well. It almost happened back then and you would have fallen on each other. But your mother just sat next to you shaking her head and your father said that you didn't need so much sun cream for that. It was one of the many moments when you were so close. But you both had your own lives at the time and you both were afraid to hurt the other. How stupid I was back then.

"France?" Carrie asked and you rolled your eyes at the swipe for your interest in the Napoleonic era.

"No matter where you got it from, I definitely have to try it out," Rachel giggles. Only Carrie looks at you and Emma with a look that you know only too well. You also used it on the friend of Millie. You realize that Emma may not have told anyone about her tendencies and thoughts of submission and it makes you all the more proud that you are the first to be able to live out this freedom with her. But it also harbors dangers and Carrie is not a person to be fooled.

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Fortunately, you are saved by the laughter of three bathing mermaids who make their way to the beach. Emma is on her feet even before of you, has grabbed a towel and comes to meet Millie, Susan and Claire and leaves you useless on the water's edge. First you are flabbergasted and don't know how to react. But when you see Emma wrapping the towel around the trembling body of Millie, skillfully drying it, and escorting her to the shore, you feel so full of love that you could almost burst. Distorted images appear before your eyes. You and three women in fantastic wedding dresses in front of an altar. You sink deep into these fantasies and there are maybe two or three moments in your entire life in which you were as happy as now. No, it's not luck, you see. It's sheer, all overwhelming love for three girls who mean the world to you.

"What is it?" Emma asks, who walks towards you with Millie under her arm. You only made it to the knee-deep depths before Emma got in front of you and so you just stand there and watch your girlfriend walk past you with your little sister in your arms. Millie has the towel over her head and Emma doesn't stop drying her hair. In the end, she overtook you and you only managed to follow them with your eyes. "Finn, are you okay?" Emma asks again while helping Millie sit down. Megan takes over and what you haven't processed is playing on her face.

"Come on Biggie" she cheers you on and she looks so happy doing it. You don't understand it. But who understands the wonders of the universe? You feel so small and unimportant compared to Megan, Millie and Emma. Somehow you know the three wouldn't like to hear you talk like that, but you can't help it. It could work, our perfect life, you think. Just like Emma takes care of Millie, how Megan takes care of you and you take care of the three. The way Millie understands you, Emma supports you and Megan paves the way for you. It could work.

"Finn?" Now Emma sounds really worried and the other girls look at you too. Why are everyone so weird? Isn't it clear? It couldn't be clearer.

"I just love you Emma" you just say and it is more an explanation of your behavior than an attempt to convince Emma of something. Isn't that completely obvious? Is...

A body comes flying towards you and only when the cool water of the lake surrounds you do you wake up from your trance. Water flows around your face, you lie backward in the shallow water, the face of Emma the Angle above you. Then you are almost pushed under water when she rushes at you with all her might and closes her lips with yours. Your vision blurs, you can't say whether it's water, lack of oxygen or love. But only when you breathe in a gush of water through your nose and start coughing wildly does the lovelorn girl let you go. Emma lets go of you in alarm, releases your lips and you breathe in reflexively through your mouth, with another surge of water being sucked into your lungs. You sit up coughing and puffing and spit into the lake several times until you can breathe freely again.

"You're killing my brother!" Megan calls, but her face is more scared than angry. Emma, on the other hand, looks as if she has just torn someone's guts out and apologizes to you without taking a breath. You see her wide, panicked eyes and you have to start laughing uncontrollably. Your girlfriend does not find this funny at all and starts crying and laughing at the same time. You want to calm her down, but you can only cough and wave your hands wildly in front of you.

Finally, Carrie and Rachel have mercy and help you to your feet. Millie and the McKinleys stand on the shore in amazement, Millie still with the towel over her head and looking at you, not knowing whether to be scared or not.

"Did I almost die right now?" is the first thing you want to know when you can speak again?

"What?" Emma screams in horror. "I just wanted..."

"How much water did you swallow?" Carrie asks seriously, but you just shrug. This in turn triggers Megan, who painfully punches you on the arm.

"Damn! Answer the woman you moron! If you die here... I'll kill you... or something." You look at her amused and she has to laugh too. The situation is getting better and you agree with Carrie that there was not enough water to harm your lungs. That calms the politician, your sister and you, but not Emma who still sobs lightly.

"Oh honey, come here..." You can't help but laugh out loud at the sight of Emma. The poor girl looks completely confused. "I'm sorry," you say with puppy eyes and embrace your girlfriend with your arms.

"I thought that was it..." Emma sobs into your wet armpit and makes you giggle, which causes the last coughing fit.

"That would make really good in your vita," Megan grins. "The first friend, two days, then ****."

"**** ?!" Emma shrieks and looks at you as if she'd lost you forever.

"Megan!" You growl, but you can't wipe the grin off your face.

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At some point this adventure is over. Emma showered you with so much affection and love that it's up to Megan to bring Millie and her friends into the house to change clothes and dry up. You want to get up first, but Emma simply sits on you on the advice of Megan and prevents you from getting up with the best form of ****.

When Millie and her friends come out with new and dry things, Megan follows them with a set of new clothes for you and a handbag under the arm. She throws them at your feet and Emma throws herself onto the pile, then back at you. You can't look as fast as your shirt is torn from your body. Then your girlfriend pulls the shorts off your legs, rips off your shoes and socks from you and grips your underpants.

"Uh... Emma sweetheart..." you mutter. You look around and really all eyes are on your crotch. Only a few centimeters are missing then... But Emma just doesn't stop.

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