(Thanks to the leader Wuzuliang for his strong support for this book)
Luke was watching with great interest: although his cheap sister-in-law's pectoral muscles were not impressive enough, she had a great figure and good temperament.
Her attempt to find the tip just now caused one shoulder of her dress to slip down, revealing a large area of snow-white and smooth pectoral muscles.
Let him confirm with his own eyes that Margaret did not carry a hundred-dollar bill with her today.
Elena tidied Margaret's clothes and didn't even bother to look at the person next to her.
All three are too familiar.
In the paintings and artistic photos in which the two women model for each other, Luke is always the first "spectator".
Besides, with Margaret's trust in Luke, even if he knocks on the door in the middle of the night, the silly and sweet girl will be the first to open the door and greet him with surprise.
As the great man once said, there is no pure friendship between men and women.
Nothing happened between Margaret and her "good friend" Luke. The key was not that she didn't want to, but that he didn't mean to.
However, when Margaret was chatting with Elena at night, she asked her a lot about Luke, and even did some "unspeakable" things after getting drunk.
This is not uncommon in the United States.
According to some surveys, about 30% of female friends have done some unspeakable behaviors with each other, and more than 80% have slightly crossed the line.
But Elena knew that Margaret's orientation was normal.
She did this perhaps simply by imagining Elena as someone else.
Of course, there are more outrageous things in the circle of artists that the two women come into contact with, and this kind of "drunken behavior" is already very pure.
Afterwards, they tacitly forgot about it.
Elena never tried to stop Luke from meeting Margaret.
Her relationship with Luke was already special, and Margaret and Luke knew each other.
Besides, given Margaret's simple character, it would be a very distant thought for her to take the initiative, and Luke would not accept it.
Turning a blind eye appropriately is also a way of getting along with friends.
After the "tip" episode, the three-person "dinner party" on the beach continued.
Margaret rarely goes "camping" and with her good friends around, she is in high spirits.
Luke had to go and "retrieve" another bottle of red wine for his sister-in-law Heipi.
During this time, he was just showing his appreciation, and one and a half bottles of the two bottles of red wine went into the stomachs of the two female painters, most of which was consumed by Margaret.
As the night grew darker, the guests enjoying themselves at the beach basically disappeared.
Margaret was already drunk with a rosy face. She was covered with two large bath towels and lay there soundly asleep, smacking her lips from time to time, just like Peggy who was full and sleepy.
Next to them, Luke and Elena hugged each other.
The two of them shared a large bath towel and the last half glass of red wine.
The drunk but still sober female painter glanced at her best friend who was one meter away and couldn't help whispering in Luke's ear: "Usually you let us drink one bottle of wine at most, why two bottles today? Tell me, do you want to get me drunk so you can take advantage of the opportunity to do something to Mary?"
Luke reached out to calm the agitated female painter, and said with a look of grievance: "Why do you say it the other way around?"
Elena was surprised, and then she exclaimed in surprise: "Asshole, do you still want us to get you drunk?"
Luke chuckled and shook his head in satisfaction at the female painter's "wit". "Of course... no. I just wanted to get Mary drunk and then have sex with you, that's all."
Elena showed a look of horror at the right moment: "Ah, you beast!"
Her hands were still protecting her chest pitifully, but the straps of her dress completely slipped down with this movement, revealing her perfect upper body.
On the deserted beach late at night, only Luke, who was right next to it, could enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Faced with the passionate performance of the female painter, he must cooperate with her fully.
With an evil and crazy smile on his face, he pinched her chin and moved closer.
Between the two, breathing could be heard: "It's useless, woman. No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out, so you are mine tonight."
The female painter was unaware of the bad taste in someone's lines. She just struggled "hard", but ended up falling into the "clutches" even faster.
The sound of the sea tide gradually rose, and waves hit the beach in the night.
…
The female painter's resistance to "atrocities" ultimately failed.
Even though she insisted on taking the initiative and gained a brief upper hand, she was eventually defeated by Lu's strong pectoral muscles.
The petite and plump body was like a doll, held lightly in his arms.
Elena did not forget to cover her mouth with the corner of the large bath towel hanging from her shoulders to prevent her "wailing" from alarming Margaret next to her.
She and Luke had a "criminal record" - on the eve of a certain Christmas Eve, the two of them almost scared a night patrol security guard crazy in the dormitory building of Palande College.
Over the years, Luke has used Elena as Life No. 1, and taught her the art of Qigong in real dreams. Her physique is several times stronger than that of ordinary women.
This little bit of enhanced physical condition could only keep her awake longer, so that she wouldn't start calling on God too quickly, but her body was honestly soft and weak.
However, the warmth of her body, like jade and heat like fire, would not diminish in the slightest.
With stars twinkling in the night sky, waves crashing on the seashore and a beautiful woman in my arms, it is a perfect night tour.
The female painter gradually lost her self-control, and Luke could only block her gasps with his mouth.
At this time, a faint sound of a motor came from the sea in the distance.
Luke didn't pay much attention.
In Long Island, there are too many wealthy people who own yachts and love to go out for yacht parties.
But after a few minutes, his ears moved and his attention finally shifted away from Elena.
His hearing, which was limited to twice that of a normal person, was restored to normal, and he looked for the direction of the unusual movement on the sea.
In just a moment, his expression became strange.
Amid the sound of waves breaking through the water, a figure stood up from the sea and strode towards the beach.
The man came very quickly and stood on the beach more than ten meters away from Luke in just over ten seconds.
However, the darkness made her temporarily not notice Luke and the other two... Well, perhaps it was because of her anger that she didn't pay attention to the situation on the beach.
She just raised her hands high, stretched out two middle fingers, gestured towards the sea, and sang a series of raps: "You bunch of idiots, if you want to do it, go home and find Nima. Don't think you're great just because you're rich. I don't even have enough boyfriends..."
Luke: ...Well, even without this rap, I know how strong your oral skills are.
However, he did not say anything for the time being. Instead, he activated his primary sound wave ability and listened to the conversation between a group of people on the yacht more than a hundred meters away.
In just one minute, he understood the general situation. He then coughed lightly to remind the person who was cursing over there that "there are still people here."