Both girls were grinning from ear to ear. I made appointments for us at the hair dresser and was lucky to get them early Friday morning. I had no problem getting them out of school Friday. Robin wanted to get her hair cut, but I said no. When she keep begging I said Matt likes long hair. That shut her up. They did a wonderful job on our hair. Next was shopping. We looked and looked and I finally found a short skirt that matched the top I had bought. Both girls modeled several outfits, before finally selecting matching ones. I thought they were too short, but Robin pointed out that mine was just as short. I bought a pair of see through panties and bra, I don't know why since they wouldn't be on long. Both girls bought regular cotton panties which surprised me. Again, the girls surprised me and both girls bought regular bras. Little did I know they had hatched a plan not to wear panties and bra at all. I bought us some high heels matching our outfits. It was late afternoon when we got home. We had about two hours to get ready. Everybody got a shower, keeping our hair dry. I wore my short dress and new lingerie. I know I looked good and sexy. When Robin and Shelia came into the living room I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Their short skirts and tight tops, plus the high heels, made them stunning. This was my little girl, but she was about as sexy as you could get. When did she grow up? Hey, where are your bras? Just as they were about to answer, the Indian Girls Fucking doorbell rang. I went to let Matt in. Matt: "Oh God." Which, I must say was seriously turning me on. The names of his two Anime girls. While her temple was about the size of most merchents' manors. Alright, then you naughty woman. He lowered her shirt. I guess this awkward Indian Girls Fucking conversation was taking longer that it seemed, because the girls were already heading back towards us. “Huh, what? The girl is ready. The girls joked, “Come on old man. Are you sure you can hang with us the rest of the night?” The crowd gathered around. Object. LEDs on the ceiling and walls washed the cramped space in an even, clinical light. Scarlett showed an excellent stroke as she did thirty laps. Excitement and desire overhelms Tim. The lamia sprang at me. She seized me from behind, her naked body rubbing on my back, her small breasts firm, and her nipples hard. It was incredible. And loving it. The poor dog didn’t know what was happening. “Wha….what the……WHAT THE FUCK?!!” she groaned. I dream of someone finding me, watching, and cumming all over me; showering me in hot, sticky jizz. are you physically OK to play, because there's a whole lot of our playgroup that has missed you," I say with a big smile on my face. My wife would probably call him donkey-sized. I really felt sorry for Chris, because the sperm was still flowing out of the tip of his dick, when I saw him shove it back into his underwear, and then watched him struggle like hell with trying to get his pants zipped back up over the end of his now-mildly-pulsating boner, while his still-ejaculating sperm was soaking right through the front panel material of his cotton tighty whities. He held me, his mouth nibbling at my neck.