PINK LINGERIE & WHITE PANTIES

With a wince Brittany raised a hand to shield her half-lidded eyes from the piercing white light bleeding in through their blinds, relaxing for a few moments before leaning up onto her elbows, glancing around curiously, the duvet held modestly around her not insubstantial bust, presenting an impressive line of her deep cleavage. As her vision adjusted to the sudden brightness of the intruding morning light, what she saw coming into focus beside her in bed made her smile, a soft contented sigh escaped her lips as the sight of him laying there brought back a whole suite of new, wonderful memories, freshly made the night before in this very spot. Settling back down on her side and facing him she quietly studied their new ‘boyfriends’ face, enjoying the expression on his attractive youthful features, so quiet and peaceful as he slept, a real far cry from the looks he had given them throughout the most memorable parts of last night when she and her sister had, between them, pumped no White Panties less than five thick loads of their girl cum into his perfect virgin body. A night she’d never forget. She bit her lip a little and felt her cock, which had yet to wake from between her thighs, twitch and stir as the memories of his body and the pleasure it could give returned to her. And just like that, in the space of a few not so innocent thoughts, she could feel her lust and desires clawing for her attention, trying to bestow upon her the cursed gift of morning wood, her mind now doing its best to point out little details that she hadn’t noticed before, like the way the duvet lay on his body, contouring to the alluring curves of his shapely ass and narrow waist, tempting her with what she could be doing to him, right here and right now if she so wanted. How easy it would be, she knew, to simply take what was hers, to pin him down and put him to his proper use, showing him what it would be like to wake up with her thick, pale cock already repurposing his ass as a pussy for her to use, or to lovingly rouse him from his peaceful dreams, by stroking off her cock until the point of climax then stuffing her length down his throat, making sure the first sensation to welcome him to his day was the thick ropes of cum coating his tongue and filling his stomach. Brittany blushed crimson and forced herself to look away, doing her best to drive away the thoughts that threatened to unleash her mounting lust on him. She almost failed, but, luckily for him, Brittany had to speak to Katie this morning, preferably before the boy woke up and, looking past him onto the bed, she wasn’t at all surprised to find the space where her sister had slept, notably lacking a redhead. Brittany eyed him for another long moment, her sparkling blue eyes searching his peaceful face as she mustered the willpower required to pass this test, resisting the urge to start her day with the animalistic rutting of his doubtless unwilling boy butt and simply walking away. With a sigh she shuffled quietly to the edge of the bed, reluctantly swinging her legs out and pulling herself up to her feet, feeling the morning air wrapping around her in a cooling embrace as she left the warmth of the duvet behind. With a yawn she held her arms out above her head, her back arching as she stretched out, pleased to find none of the achiness in her limbs she had been half expecting to feel after all of their fun and games the night before. Feeling content and with a final glance over her shoulder at her precious little sleeping boy, she made to step barefoot from the room, grabbing her fluffy bathrobe from the back of the door as she did, pulling it on over her curvy body as she stepped out into the hall, closing the bedroom door behind her with care. While part of her didn’t want to leave the boy alone and unsupervised, especially unrestrained as he was out of a fear that, despite what had changed over the course of last night, he would still try to run, she felt pretty confident that after the night he had had, unless disturbed, he would still sleep for a long while yet. Last night, after all, he had been so utterly exhausted following their final round together that he had almost immediately passed out on the bed between them, so spent that he hadn’t even stirred as the girls had gotten both him and themselves ready for bed, whispering about him as they undid the sultry makeover, restoring desi him to his natural self. “Morning,” Brittany said with a warm smile as she stepped into the kitchen, eyes sweeping briefly over her clothed sister before settling on the far more important fridge. Katie, looking somewhat fresher than Brittany and dressed in a tracksuit, smirked across to her sister playfully, one leg lifted up on a tall stool as she stretched and prepared for her morning run, “Mm, hey sleepy head… Finally wake up hm?” “Pff…” Brittany rolled her eyes, pulling out a bottle of much needed orange juice which she uncapped, taking a few deep gulps before letting out a long happy sigh, turning her attention back to Katie, “I didn’t sleep in ‘that’ late…” she smirked then, “And besides, as I recall I had a whole extra round of rutting to recuperate from than you, little indian miss, ‘I want to suck his dick’.” “Mmhm!” Katie winked, nonplussed, lowering her foot and sitting down on the stool beside the kitchen counter, leaning down to tie her shoelaces, “You know you should totally try it, it was really hot…” “Mm, maybe.” Brittany grinned before taking another drink of her juice, moving to join Katie at the counter, setting the carton down and sitting, lifting her hands to run her fingertips through her messy bed hair, trying to get it into some semblance of order. Guess you aren’t coming out on the run then? Weather's nice.” Katie mused with a hopeful smile, always enjoying the company when she could get it. Brittany shook her head and smirked, “I think one of us should stay here with Jay. You know, just in case.” Katie blinked and pursed her lips for a moment, “Oh yeah, good idea… Didn’t even think of him wanting to run...” The two sat in an unusual silence as Katie finished tying her shoes, the quiet stretching out as they both thought similar thoughts about James, their gazes eventually meeting. “...How do you feel about… What happened last night?” Brittany led, her tone a little apprehensive, betraying her own thoughts. Katie let out a sigh and shrugged a little, “I don’t know, I mean, it was the best fucking night, right?” Brittany nodded in agreement, there was certainly no doubt of that at least, “But, ugh, I don’t know, I still feel a little shitty? Do you?” She slid her right hand over her boobs, squeezing them gently, and continued indian moving it down. Gwen then said, “You know what really turned me on was when anytime you would talk to me, you always looked me in the eye, and not at my boobs, like most men do. The pain retreated, but I kept screaming. I think I also put it on Craig’s List. With the lights in the house on I could see her better, she had more than one bruise, those three had worked her over well. She placed desi the fluffy pillow under her lower back and looked down at her brother as he spread her legs wider apart and took his place between them. On the couch, Brian and Jennifer were making out, their lips locked in a deep soul kiss with their arms wrapped around each other. "Like hell," she shot back with a cocktail of bravado and fear. Ron was taking deep breaths trying to slow down and play along with Carmen’s game. In the lunar light, she a monochromatic blue, but her blood was purple. She dropped her head behind her shoulders and moaned a drawn-out, wining tenor that escalated with each thrust of my hips, her body lurching beneath me, shifting back and forth about the axis of her straightened arms. She was so kinky. I give the doctor a farewell kiss on her cheek. She grabbed his dick and guided it into her waiting pussy. If she doesn’t end up White Panties with battery charges she will be lucky. I pad over to her and crouch down. "My daughter is a handful, so you prepare yourself for a bumpy ride." This time there was no urgency to start with. Amit was indeed a trickster with words. I took a deep swallow, quickly averting my eyes. I shuddered. He wiped off his now deflating organ and happily smiled at me. I trembled, my fears retreating. If that will stop this all. She said that’s a great idea Daddy. They weren't a thong, but they left the bottom half of my rear bare.