I could just surrender. I could just have so much fun with them. Why was I running away? They wanted me. I could just have fun and...They didn't have ...a choice.I twisted the key. The lock clicked. I barreled through my door and slammed it closed behind me. I pressed my back up against it, twisting the lock, my breasts rising and falling. My futa-dick throbbed in my tight panties, pulsing against them. My pussy itched. Lusts assaulted me, begging me to relent.The girls knocked on my door.“Becky,”. I have to confess she is not a bright girl but I think that is what attracted me to her in the first place. It was relatively easy to convince her to don the black garters and nylons for me despite the fact she was the sort of girl that tended to omit panties from her items of clothing most of the time. The combination of her lack of undies and the display of garters and nylons would make me so hard that there could only be one way to return me to a normal state of relaxation.My other close. Kate was faster than Jess, and had the paper ripped off the pajamas in no time. “Christmas jammies!” she shouted, seeing that Jess had some that matched. “Let’s go put them on!” She grabbed her sister by the hand and pulled her off down the hall to the bedroom. They were back very quickly, looking as cute as anything I have ever seen. They had clearly talked in the bedroom as well, and knew for sure that the PJs were from me, though I had not written anything on the packages. Jess flashed me a. Well finally after a couple of fucks and sucks we finally introduced ourselves, it'll be interesting to see what happened over the next three nights.After work I went to Alan's room, he wasn't in yet but said he'd wouldn't be to long, I had a shower and laid on his bed naked and watch some TV while I waited, he arrived about twenty minutes later, he had the biggest grin on his face when he got in, I treated him with "cmon and fuck me hard", Alan slipped his shoes and trousers off, removed his.