Trinity

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Okay, that's interesting. I think, considering what I'm planning to do with the volleyball bitches, that I'll spend the 2300 points on Delicious Cum, More Stamina and Choice of Dress. 2200 Tokens all in all. So the best total of votes. Then we'll have a small start to get Uber Cock afterward. That's pretty much certain, unless I happen to have a really good and important idea while writing. The three perks will help me the most in the next chapter with the bitches.

You should consider choice of sexuality when it comes to Ryan, I'd say, and exhibitionism turns on can also be combined with Bella and a big, wide, green meadow. Picnic on a green meadow. Hey. A good idea for a second date! Now I just need a location for a third date and we'll have her in the sack/in the milking machine. A tour of a dairy? Is that romantic?

And actually, I still need a surname for her I remember. Any Ideas?

Anyway. Please enjoy...

Chapter 37

Jasmine makes such cute slurping noises while she tries to give me a sweet blowjob. It doesn't surprise me but of course she has no idea and the only thing that saves her from being replaced by a willing and eager Rose is the cutely red but dedicated face Jasmine gives me under the table. She really wants it and even though I'm sure even Tammy could do it better, I let my big sister worship my cock under the table while I enjoy my dinner.

And speaking of worship. Rose sits next to me, her elbow on the table, her cute chin on her hand, watching me lovingly as I balance our little sister on my lap and eat something myself while my little angel enjoys her peaches. It must be nice for her, Rose, but also Tammy, to finally be able to let go. They both lost something, Rose gave it away voluntarily, with Tammy I had to take it away, but they both got something very beautiful and valuable back. Peace. The MCD is a device, develish, sure, but it saves people. That's its purpose and somehow I must think of the atomic bomb. Seemingly as powerful as my little device and surely as much misunderstood. But Rose is free, can live out her feelings freely and is finally equal to her sisters. It is clear to everyone here that she is now above them, just from the way I treat her, but neither I, Rose nor any of the other girls have a problem with that. Okay, maybe Jasmine, but she is busy right now and so I talk to Rose over our food about the day, her plans, thoughts and wishes, just like she does with me. Real, voluntary interest and I wonder how I could have assumed that I was forcing her to do something against her will.

Finally, Tammy pushes her plate aside and wipes her mouth with her hand with relish. Then she turns her head and looks at me contentedly. It almost seems as if she wants to say something and I would let her, but then she leans against me with a relaxed sigh and snuggles up to her big brother.

It almost seems like a peaceful moment, and of course it is, but my big sister is still licking and slurping my cock down below and I know that she is a little jealous of the other girls. After all, they are already much further ahead than her, socially, family-wise and in terms of Progression Score. So it doesn't hurt to encourage her a little more so that it is a real reward when I take care of her.

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"Oh Daddy..." Tammy gasps when she feels my hand over her blue nylon sweatpants. "Thank you Daddy..." And then under them.The sucking on my cock stops immediately when Jasmine is shocked to realize that I am not only talking over her head at the table, but also satisfying another girl while she worships me.

My hand bulges out Tammy's tight pants and from where she is sitting, Jasmine can see exactly how my fingers first slide over Tammy's puffy labia, then bend and penetrate her.

"You feel so good in me Daddy... Thank you... Oh, thank you..." She is completely absorbed in her role as little sister and I wonder which of us will be most surprised when she becomes bratty again. The MCD doesn't turn off her old self but just lets it go in the right direction. For now, Tammy rubs her little body against me while a gentle, satisfied smile appears under her cute, slightly flaring nose and closed eyes.

"You have to do that to me too," Rose breathes and watches me conquer my family. She really doesn't seem to have a problem with sharing me with even her closest family and I give her a grateful nod.

"He's so good, sis," whispers Tammy. "And you're such a good girl. He'll definitely reward you often." Rose giggles and hides her face under her hand.

"He's already done that," she laughs. "And I'm looking forward to the next time."

"Oh Daddy... please... I'm..." I feel Tammy stiffening on top of me and I reach into my pocket with my free hand. "Daddy I... ha... I..." Then she notices that something is wrong. "What...Daddy what..."

Tammy Lynchwood. Orgasm Control. 20.

Tammy sits up straighter, reaches down and holds onto my hand, my fingers between her dilated labia. Then she looks at me.

"Fuck Finn, what's happening here?"

And there she is again. For our special Daddy/Daughter date I turned off her orgasm control. But now it's active and mean again. I want to pull my hand out from between her legs but she grabs my arm and holds it there while she starts rubbing herself against me and moving her hips. "I want to come. Make me come, Daddy."

"Language young lady," I admonish her and wonder why she's talking like that now.

"Sorry Finn" she mumbles and I see why. She's a little girl but I have to be her caring Daddy. That also means disciplining her, especially when she tries to rub her clit on my leg like she's doing right now. "But I thought I was a good girl."

"So are you. But still, Daddy decides when good girls get their reward." With Orgasm Control 20 she can probably feel the tickling between her legs but can't form it into a sexual feeling. "You're part of this family now and you'll have to get used to sharing."

"But Daddy... That's totally unfair!" she exclaims and folds her arms in a pout, but only gets a laugh from me and Rose.

"Come here princess" grins my queen and I push Tammy off my lap. "Leave your daddy with his family and we'll both have a nice evening, okay?"

"Shall we play something?" asks Tammy and is immediately happy again and Rose grins.

"Naughty play, little girl play or sister play?"

"Sister play please? Okay, Daddy?" She looks at me questioningly and if I said so, Tammy would be the cute little child again. But I chose Good Girl for her and don't want to control her too much, mentally at least. So I nod.

"Anything for my little sister," says Rose .

Rose Lynchwood. +1 (PS +22)

Who would have thought that these two girls would also want to spend some time together? At least I'm happy when Tammy takes Rose by the hand. Most things are with Tammy, of course, but the fact that she shares her things so willingly with her new sister is impressive. I watch the two of them with satisfaction as they disappear upstairs. Then I stand up.

My cock slips out of Jasmin's mouth and I'm pleased to see that her head follows me a little in the hope that I'll put it back in her. It takes a lot of strength from me, but not as much as if Rose were kneeling under me, but I manage to keep a neutral, cold face as my oldest sister, and soon-to-be wife, crawls out from under the table.

"How... How was I?" Jasmine wipes her mouth with her hand and stares at me, almost confused. But I see the eagerness in her eyes.

"Meh," I shrug and my sister hangs her head. It seems she knows that she still has a lot to learn.

"You still have a lot to learn." But it's better if the man in the room explains things to her. Soon she'll be more likely to come to me anyway for aid anyway, even if she looks almost as grumpy as Tammy now. With that, I show her the way to the kitchen. "You can still clear the table and wash up, right?" The anger I see on her face is already weaker than before and the points I got with her must have come from somewhere.

"Yes," she says and then remembers my words just in time. "Yes, brother." With that, she clears the table for me.

And I have time to take care of my puppy mom.

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Her cute, big, loyal eyes stare at me from the floor as I kneel over her and when my face is about the same height as hers, she gets excited. She darts forward and presses herself against me so hard that I fall backward. She is immediately on top of me and kissing my body.

Kissing seems to be her compensation for licking, I think and stroke her back as the grown woman moves over me, panting. And even though she is on top and I am on the bottom, she knows that from now on, I am far above her.

"This is your world from now on," I tell her and hold her head. Her eyes are fixed on mine. "You can pretend to be a human if I allow it, do you understand?" It is always interesting to see her transformation and unlike Tammy, Michelle seems to have completely embraced her role. Her lips move but it is only on the third attempt that she remembers that she can speak human language.

"Yes," she whispers. That's all. A single word, then she waits for me to rule over her.

"But if I say your code word, you will become a puppy again, right? Whenever, however and wherever I desire."

"Yes, owner." Her lower lip trembles slightly but only after a few seconds do I realize that it is out of excitement, tense anticipation, not fear. "What is my code word?" I think about it briefly but hard. It is something I would never say to my mother by chance. In the end, however, I decide on the easiest choice.

“Puppy mode” I finally say and Michelle reacts as desired.

“Arf! Arf Arf!” she barks happily and wiggles her butt. I finally manage to sit up while my mother kisses my cheek.

"Puppy mode," I say again and there is Michelle again. Maybe I'm just imagining it, but maybe there really is a change in her face. In any case, she seems more relaxed as a puppy. But she also calms down when I grab her cheeks and pull her back to me. Then our lips press together in the middle of the dining room floor. It doesn't take long before Michelle returns the kiss deeply and eagerly. "Exactly," I say after the kiss has ended. "Who do you belong to?"

"You, owner."

"Who owns your family?"

"You, owner."

"Who owns the house and everything you own?"

"You, owner." That was the easy part and while Jasmine stands in the kitchen washing up, I make sure that my rule over this house is unchallenged.

"It's time we dress you up properly," I decide. "A nice pair of ears, a collar and a tail. What do you say?" Michelle's face turns red and she avoids my gaze, but she has already given up too much to defend herself now.

"Anything you want, owner." Then our eyes meet. "Just please take care of me. I don't want to be alone and angry anymore."

A passionate kiss is her answer.

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"I'll b-be finished in a m-minute," Jasmine stutters and stands tensely at the sink, clean plates next to her. At least she gets that done on time, but if she thinks she should be proud of it, then she has forgotten how she treated me a few days ago. I scored well with her, but it's still a risk to go further than a blow job today.

But I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of having to consider a lifestyle that brings nothing but hate and pain.

And I'm tired of waiting to stick my cock in my big adopted sister.

“To my room.” I stretch out my arm, ignoring her words or her work. She blinks and stares at me in disbelief.

“My work here…” But my gaze is iron. She drops the rag into the sink, but still doesn’t move.

“Finn, what just happened… Listen… I was… I don’t know what I was, but we can’t…”

“Of course you don’t know what happened to you,” I interrupt her attempt to sort out her life. From now on, that’s my job, and Jasmine’s head needs a lot of clearing up. “But I know. That was the real you. The Jasmine who enjoys not having to take on responsibility and who is happy to give up her freedom for that luxury.”

“No, that… Finn, you don’t understand. What I did… We… We can’t…”

Her butt presses against the counter as I step very close to her. Like Tammy back then, I lock her in and **** her to look me, her future, directly at me.

"You don't want this? This?" Then my hand is placed on her chest and I smile evilly as she moans longingly. My other hand wanders up between her breasts and grips her slender neck firmly and securely. I feel her warmth, the movements of her throat and the wild pounding of her hot blood.

"I want something from you," I growl threateningly as her doe eyes fix on me. "So now you're going to be a good, submissive woman and give it to me without complaining?"

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Of course she nodded and a short time later I pushed her into her room. I briefly turn to Tammy's room next door, enter it without knocking and find my two sisters on their big bed, Rose behind Tammy, her hands in her hair while soft music plays in the background and the lights are bright and warm.

"Daddy!" My daughter immediately jumps off the bed, one braid already finished, the other half of her hair loose. "Do you want to have sex with me now?" I chuckle and bend down to her and kiss her on the forehead. Apparently, the 20 percent pleasure I selected when I fingered her still holds.

"She's not talking about anything else," Rose says indignantly from the bed. "Finn, fuck me here. Finn, fuck me there. The whole time. She didn't even thank me."

"Is that true, Princess?" I ask sternly and my daughter looks at the floor. Then she turns around.

"Thanks for braiding my hair, sis." Rose nods and taps next to her on the bed.

"What your daddy says still stands. Come here." Tammy struggles with herself, but then a smile comes across her face, half childish, half bitchy. She stands on her tiptoes and kisses me on the mouth.

"If you keep going like this, you'll have a little devil as a daughter," she says in a normal voice and with a cheeky wink, and I'm surprised to see that it can be nice to see her speak and act normally, now that we've gotten closer. Tammy seems to feel the same way.

"Oh. And here I am, already taken my little angel so close to my heart." When she turns around, but not before sticking her tongue out at me, my hand lands loudly and hard on her bottom. "Have fun, you two," I say to Rose.

"Do it on her bed," she says goodbye. "And if your wifey doesn't make your bed today because you fucked her into a coma, then you can sleep in my bed with me as an exception."

I flip her the bird which comes back to me doubled by the two sisters. Then I close the door.

Time to take care of my wifey.

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Jasmine stands uncertainly in her room.

When I enter, again without knocking, she almost falls over and leans on her expensive oak table that her boss gave her, either because she is on her way to becoming a great lawyer or because her boss wants to fuck her. No matter what, she won't be either. And she is not a cold-blooded lawyer at all, but a nervous deer facing a big bad wolf. I chased her, exhausted her and cornered her.

And today I'm going to devour you, dear sister.

"We shouldn't..." Her voice fails as I close the door and start to undress.

"We should and we will," I reply. "And you want it."

"Finn..."

"Stop lying to yourself all the time, Jasmine" I snap while throwing my shirt in the corner of the room. "You've already admitted it and everyone knows you want me. We're going to fuck now and I'm tired of listening to you whining. You know it's going to happen and you know you're going to enjoy it. Now take off your clothes and let me see my purchase and show me what I've brought into my house." My socks land on the floor and before I take off my pants I quickly reach into my pocket, pull out the MCD and turn off her orgasm control. Let her come like an fucking atomic bomb the first time she is with her brother.

"Try to find a way to enjoy it," I advise her, then I see that she has already followed my advice.

Her checkered shirt is already lying on the chair next to her and looks somehow out of place. On the other hand, it is exactly where I want it. Anywhere except on Jasmine's perfect body. But I don't have much time. It seems that she is suddenly in a real hurry to get naked for me.

"Slowly, honey." She even smiles a little as I say it. "We have all the time in the world." With her hands on her stomach, the pink shirt pushed up a little, just above her belly button, she looks at me with her lips pressed together.

"I want to get this over with quickly," she lies. And very badly. I see her trembling slightly and hear her excited voice. I casually fall onto her bed, grab one of her pillows, feel it and throw it on the floor.

"I decide when we're finished," I tell her the law and take off my pants. My cock is already bulging out my underwear. "You might think of yourself as a cheap whore who even sucked my cock for free." This upsets and angers her, but she already lacks the will to fight and looks away in shame, her hands still in place. "But your mouth is too bad for that."

"Fuck y..." I raise an eyebrow but she falls silent.

"And besides, you're not a whore." I take off my underwear and am the first to be naked. Her eyes are almost magically drawn to my cock, but she tears herself away and stares angrily into my face. And I smile at her. “You are my wife.”

That hit's her. Hard. Like a hypersonic shockwave.

“Your… your…”

“You can think about it and go to bed without sex, or you can accept your place and show me your tits first.”

It takes three seconds for Jasmine to decide.

“Your wife… Does that mean…”

“Titts,” I just say. She has to learn that I am the one who thinks for her from now on. Her world will be this apartment, the kitchen and the bedroom.

Another five seconds.

I feel like I’m on a countdown. Trinity. The first atom bomb.

Will it work?

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The night turns into day, and it’s not that late yet, but it’s the dawn of a new era when Jasmine decides and raises her hands.

“Slowly,” she says in a trembling voice, smiles, and then switches. Her man wants sensuality. And her man gets what he wants.

First the undersides of her breasts appear. Of course I’ve seen them before. This saves me from staring like a maniac as she gently pulls the shirt over her nipples, lifting her breasts so high that they fall back heavy and bouncing as her shirt slides over her full curves.

She has almost the same areolas as Rose. Funny. And hot. Fucking hot.

"Nice," I say, realizing that it must sound pretty gross for a sister stripping for her little brother. But the praise makes Jasmine blossom, just like the MCD wants.

"W-Would you l-like to see m-more... h-hubby?" She nibbles on her lips at the word. I nod, hoping that I look masculine.

And so she sitzt on her desk, spreads her legs, lowers her hands and shows me the holy land.

I've seen it. I've seen her doing it. But this is magnificent.

"Do you like me?" My eyes are fixed between her legs, the pink opening over which her fingers move. Her swinging, large breasts and the uncertain look that seeks my approval like a split-off electron seeks a neutron nucleus. "Do you like what you see? Your sister naked and... like this?" She is unsure. And she is hot. So I need to make the decisions for her.

"Keep going," I manage and lean back. That probably looks cool, but above all it prevents me from jerking off immediately. My cock is twitching in all its glory and Jasmine, her eyes fixed on it, is completly at my command.

"Yes... hubby." She smiles at that.

It starts slowly. Sitting down on the expensive table, she almost knocks over the bedside lamp, but doesn't pay attention and looks at me as her hand moves between her spread legs in her sexy blue socks.

"Please don't expect too much," she whispers with her eyes closed now, making a sour face. "I... I have this problem and..."

"From now on, I'm the one who will solve your problems, honey," I say, putting her in a dreamlike mood with the pet names. It's almost as if the name means more than me. But that can't be.

"Finn... ha... Finn..." And Jasmine sees it exactly the same way.

She strokes her opening for several minutes until she reaches the point where she was always held back. Not today.

"Oh... Oh wow... Finn I... Oh... Wow..."

Her hand moves upwards, then she throws her head back and starts rubbing her reddening opening faster. Her folds move under her fingers while wet noises can be heard, mixing with her shallow breaths and stained little moans. Her body starts twitching and it is almost hypnotic. I feel like Oppenheimer, standing besides a tool of such great, cosmic energy.

"Just think of me, honey" I order. "Then you'll be able to do it."

"Yes..." she gasps. "Okay... Yes... Finn... I... I'm thinking of you... Finn... Only... you..."

Maybe I can use the MC to track her status with this orgasm, but I have to manage to time her climax now. I just want to get her to the point where she can take responsibility for herself before I give her a choice.

"You like that, don't you?" I ask. "Finger fucking in front of your brother?" Her head sinks down, heavy and loaded with lust, and her eyes have become hungry.

"I'd like it better if we did it together," she murmurs, looking at me meaningfully as her hand circles her clit.

"It feels... so good and... The last few days... I couldn't..." she stops briefly and I look at her as she lowers her hand. "But now I can. Now I can and you making me so hot. I'm burning up for you hubby... little brother... my man. I... I want... I need you... to..." And it's interesting and sexy to see how she justifies her predicament. "Because of you I can cum. I know it. I fucking... ha... feel it. So... ha... let's get together... and...“

“You want to fuck me?” The corners of her mouth twitch.

“I want to ask you to fuck me, Finn,” she says, sounding shy again. In her blue socks, otherwise naked, she stands up and at first I think she wants to come over to me. Then she turns around, pulls her chair closer and sits down on it. Her body hot, she knows her plase and begs for it like a good wifey, nervously nibling on her fingers.

“I know I'm doing a lot wrong... brother. And you... you're the man... You decide... of me... And I can't... I can't... I can't stand this anymore. I can't suppress it.” So she turns around, her hand wanders to her butt and pulls one butt cheek to the side. This exposes a wet, red and slightly swollen pussy.

“Please fuck me hubby... brother... whatever you want. But please... Take my. I'm yours! I need you! Please! Finn please!“

With one hand she reaches between her legs and presents her openings to me while swaying her ass invitingly at me.

“I want to be your wife! I'll be good I promise! You command and I obey. So, please... I beg you...”

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That's it

Trinity.

_Rose. Tammy. Jasmine_.

The three Lynchwood sisters.

And they all want me.

If I didn't know that Mom wanted me too, I would assume she would be proud of me. I certainly am.

For Rose, it was her pussy.

I stand up in a flowing motion.

For Tammy, it was her mouth.

I brush my dick between he rpussy lips, making her moan like a whore for her man.

For Jasmine...

I penetrate her.

"Ah Finn, what..."

But not her pussy.

I bend over her, grab her neck and pull her body upwards while my cock sinks a little into her tight ass. "No... you can't do that... I..."

"I can't do that?" I ask and squeeze her neck a little, making her back arche. "Are you sure about that?" My mouth comes close to her ear. "You're a woman. My sister. And I'm the man of the house. Are you sure I can't do that?" I get no answer, just that Jasmine relaxes a little after a few seconds. "Your pleasure is optional, wife," I say to her. She doesn't deserve me to be tender with her yet. I could hurt her more, but anal sex is the least I can do after she treated me so condescendingly and coldly.

And I want to complete the three.

"My pleasure is paramount." I let go of her neck, sit up and push her roughly onto her desk, letting her bedsite lamp fall to the ground. None of us cares the slightest. Then I grab her hips, hold her still and line up my cock precisely. "Say it." Jasmine visibly shudders and hesitates. But not long enough.

“Your pleasure is paramount. Husband.”

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And with that, Jasmine’s anal cherry belongs to me.

And by God, her cute grunts just make me fuck her harder.

Her breasts flatten on the cold surface of the table and roll back and forth under her rocking body while our hips collide again and again in a nice, fast rhythm.

“Oh god I… can’t… You… We… This is… I can’t…”

I ignore her, as she is no longer capable of much in her head other than babble incoherent words. Instead, I enjoy the hot tightness of her ass. Every now and then I am so merciful, pull out of her, wipe my cock briefly between her labia and moisten my tip, then I sink myself back into her winking hole and throw her slim body against mine.

"This is what you are here for" I gasp, trying to find the right words in my haze to help Jasmine on her way. "Obeying and serving your man. You got me?"

"Hurgh.... Ha... yessssh..." She bites her arm while her hair falls over the table and covers her face. Her whole body tenses as I push her further towards her orgasm, further than she has come in a while. Her toes curl and her calves strain under my assaults while she spreads her legs vor me, even with her cute grunts of pain.

And then she says something incomprehensible.

Jasmine Lynchwood. +6 (PS -17)

"What?" I ask, more out of reflex than curiosity while lifting her feet of the ground with every powerful trust. But Jasmine raises her head, throws her hair back and looks at me over her shoulders with a look I will never forget.

"And I love it!" her voice travels clearly through the room, can be heard everywhere. "Fuck I love it! You fuck me so fucking good Finn! I love the way you fuck me! I love being fucked by you! I... I..." She doesn't turn away, I don't slow down. Her body rocks back and forth, her breasts hanging so low that her stiff nipples slide over the smooth wood, heated by her body.

"What do you love?" I ask, slowing down a bit to a not-so-painful pace. Her ass clenches around me and her buttocks twitch every time I press against her. My hands dig deep into her hips and her face is tense, her eyes wide with panic. Her mouth is open, she's panting as I fuck her. But her whole being is focused on me. She shakes her head slightly, I can see it even as I have her body bent over the table. "What do you love?"

"Oh God, I'm coming," she screams. "I'm coming while you fuck me in the ass. Fuck me harder, husband! Fuck your obedient little wifey! Fuck me to pieces! Please! Destroy my ass!" Her lower lip begins to tremble. A tear runs down her cheek. She fights. Hard. Fights hard to make me think she wants the sex. But I know she is smart. And I want to know what she loves. I want to know her. My sweet. cute, sexy wifey.

I stop. Hold her tight.

"What. Do. You. Love?"

And she loses.

And she wins.

"You."

Jasmine Lynchwood. +20 (PS +3)

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Message from the author:

Man, I really have to stop naming all the chapters after military things, but Trinity fits so well.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out again and I had to end the chapter before Jasmine's climax. That means the next chapter will start with her and it looks like I won't have enough space to add the volleyball bitches there. That means after Jasmine has had her climax, I'll add the perks... And then I'll have to fill the rest of the chapter somehow.

My first thought is sex with the family. It's evening and after Finn's subjugated all four Lynchwood women (of course Rose not so much like the others), I think a celebration is in order. An orgy with five people is a bit too early, sorry, I want to give that a special place and occasion, but you can decide which pair you'd like the most. I'll come up with something and in the evening Finn will prepare for his **** on the volleyball bitches. The story will then open up with them and the perks you've chosen. With them, it will be about earning money so that we can have a nice date with Bella.

Maybe I'll have him write her a text/WhatsApp message so that she's not so lonely when the place in the chapter is enough.

But hey. We now know Jasmine's dark secret! That's why she was at -80 at the beginning, because she already wanted a life with Finn. And in the next chapter, her behavior and her workaholic streak will be explained.

I also hope that you like the number of pictures. Sometimes a series of pictures like this is a good idea and I hope I was able to offer some good material to spice up the text. With Jasmine (Mila Azul) and other erotic models, it's of course easy and I want to take advantage of the opportunity. Of course it also requires a bit of willful ignorance from you to overlook certain things in the pictures. The fact that I used the first picture twice or that the lighting isn't quite right. But I think I can rely on my readers and am sure of their support in this area.

We have had two turbulent chapters behind us, at least for me, as I always take criticism (which in this case was totally justified) more to heart than all of the nice and humble praise you spend so generously on me. I had a really strange, insecure feeling for a few days, but I hope that I was able to summon the good spirits again with this chapter for you. And now the chapter I actually wanted to use to fix things has fewer likes than the chapter that people criticized. That messes up my head to be honest. Not that I want likes from you. For someone who is as committed to the issue as I am, that's hard to understand. Or maybe there wasn't an issue all along and it was all me. Don't know. Will focus on the future for now. I'll keep writing and end this chapter with a good feeling that I hope I can pass on to my readers.

I hope you like it and enjoy reading it.

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