Please won't you let me have it in me?"Miss Eileen and Miss Heather were giggling so hard they could barely speak, and everyone around us was laughing... and giggling at me. "Well," Miss Eileen said, "I don't know. I don't think Suzette wants to fuck you, Mikey."My own mascara covered lashes fluttered and I looked to Miss Eileen. "Please...please Miss Eileen. Please can I have Miss Suzette's cock in my pussy/bottom. Please? Please let her fuck me with it. Please I want her cock up inside, please?". "Um, uh, Claire, uh, your, uh, robe, um, it's, uh, well, uh, it came open, kind of."There was no 'kind of' about it. Claire was stark naked under her robe. Of course, that didn't strike me as odd until later. Much later.Claire looked down and, to her credit, tried to blush. She knew, as I now did, that she had nothing to be ashamed of, unless, of course, she was a prude.She wasn't and the robe puddled around her feet when she shrugged her shoulders. She put one knee on one side of me, then. I was aware of a subtle perfume emanating from the lingerie.I opened the next drawer and sure enough it too was full of girl's clothing. This time I found slips and teddies and camisoles, all in silk and satin and again in a variety of colors and styles, with that same elusive but very pleasant fragrance.Quickly now I looked through the other drawers. I found a profusion of feminine clothing, including garterbelts, nylons in unopened packages, bras (some of which seemed to have padding) and. It was thickening as he released it from his jeans, a dark bush of pubic hair at the base. Good size balls hanging free.He was magnificent...I was in heaven.....finally getting what Ive craved for so long........ you both knew your job is to begin worshipping - your lips and tongue feel his hardening cock sliding into your mouth, savouring the salty taste from the cock head, locking your lips and mouth around the warm dick. You are overwhelmed by your need to service this man, your nerves.