"Others?" you may be asking.Yes there are others, after we established this relationship, the idea was floated for Tuesdays being a "Day of Play". Th... idea behind this is twofold. First, it gives the women of the house a little time of girl-on-girl play.But for me, the Tuesdays are open to engage in fun with any girls to explore less vanilla, and often times outright illicit behavior. My wife is aware of everything that happens and has okayed me impregnating a few of them.These are the girls. Don't lose it in your closet again. Um, I have a nine o'clock appointment with Mr. Johnson." Go right in. He's expecting you."Tiffany paused in the doorway and waited with one hip higher than the other and her hand on the raised hip. It was a pose she learned in high school. Mr. Johnson's eyes lifted from the paperwork on his desk and Tiffany smiled inwardly when his gaze locked on her breasts, encased in clinging pink material, before dropping to her black miniskirt and bare legs. Only after. Lilly sat on her bed. She was in no hurry. She was interested in herself. Lilly plucked, played, and caressed her nipples and her breasts. She felt them like someone in the grocery store squeezes melons to determine ripeness. After five minutes of her boob play, my panties were soaked, and my pajama shorts were starting to get wet. I pulled my shorts forward, and my panties had a baseball-size wet spot in front of my pussy. I couldn’t take much more of this, but Lilly was only getting. “Fuck, baby, yeah,” Rob finally groaned, his cocking beginning a familiar pulsing inside me.As his cum splashed inside me, I had Danny in as far I could take his thick member. Rob had barely finished when a huge load of cum poured into my mouth and throat accompanied by a loud moan from Danny. Happily, I swallowed his seed.Behind me, Rob had pulled out and now had his face under me, buried between my thighs. His tongue worked inside me at first, then began circling my engorged clitoris. As I.