Are you ok?
Shin slowly woke up and immediately became aware of the heat of the girls pressed against him from all sides.
He cracked open his eyes to the muted grey-green light filtering through the tent fabric. His left arm was completely dead. Ana had it trapped in a possessive hug, her face buried against his bicep.
On his right, Ange was a quieter sleeper, but no less confining. She'd curled into his side, one leg thrown over his thighs, her head resting on his shoulder.
And then there was Tomoko, she lay above him, her big tits smashing against his body. She was naked, so Shin could feel her stiff nipples poking his body.
And all the girls were still sleeping. Because of that, leaving the place without waking them up was an extremely hard task.
With the agonizing slowness of a man defusing a bomb, he began to extract himself.
First, his right arm, sliding it millimeter by millimeter from Ange's grip. She made a small, protesting murmur, but let him go.
